Asleep. She was asleep, curled up with her sister Snowfur, as far up a tree as either of them could climb. It was late afternoon, and they were back home on Demaria. The fading light of the twin suns bathed the land in a golden glow, and the two of them dozed peacefully, out of reach of their larger (and therefore heavier) siblings. "Indeed," was the only response from the engineer. "You hear that, furball? Keep em off our ass for five minutes. Surely even you can do that," the Captain growled into the intercom, his voice dripping with sarcasm. And ah, yes, back to that lovely daydream...