Grey fleece throw draped over my shoulders, I sat cross-legged on the motel bed as its softness retained warmth almost like having the welcome comfort of fur. I admit I've thought more than once since getting to the city… about just turning into a wolf and curling on the bed.
> Explaining the shed non-human hair left behind would be impossible, though! <
The fox mug beside me now had what must be the strangest beverage I'd ever willingly consumed - warm cow milk with honey stirred in. Combining something a mammal makes with that of an insect…
"Humans do weird things."
Since I didn't drink the bottle last night or this morning mostly because the 'brain freeze' made me wary, I did a quick online search that suggested heating it might make it more palatable to some people.
