This is something I didn't foresee when I realized my new fur was softer, but now I'm worried about the girls finding out. Hell even the goddesses might be a problem if they find out how soft I have become. I've never understood women's infatuation with soft fuzzy things but now that I am one I suddenly feel sorry for all the stuffed animals.
Luckily the petting doesn't last very long once I remind them their food is going to get cold. Everyone settles down and we all enjoy the meal and some light conversation. After a full day in the saddle once everyone has a full stomach they pretty quickly go to sleep.
Rather than go to my tent I simply lay back against Lizzy and stare at the stars until I fall asleep. In the morning before we set out, brother raven informs us we will reach the area of the mine by nightfall. He plans to take us to a ridge that overlooks the mine, that is where our helper beasts are waiting for us.
