"Cal? Calantha!" "Hrrm?" "It's time!" Capri hisses. I heave myself up from my nest and give my pelt a good lick, aware of my friend watching me. Once I'm done, we walk out of my den and over to Capri's mother, the leader. Marjorie turns to look at us, her cream fur coating her strong muscles, and her electric blue eyes pinning us down. "Are you ready