Chapter Twelve, Page 9
on August 24, 2026
at 7:30 am
Dysani: So, what, we’re going to go into town and buy me something to wear?
Dysani: How do you propose we do that? We already know it’s too cold for me to walk through the snow, so unless one of you plans to carry me all the way to a store
Dysani: Do I even weigh anything to you?
Lady Nova: No. It’s like holding a couple of grapes.







Dysani weighs almost nothing because she’s 90% fur.
You ever see her wet?