Fenrir Variant Upsilon: Somewhere Fenrir Prime won’t find her.
Fenrir Variant Omicron: Where would that be? Her burn is one of a kind. And we patrol daily.
Fenrir Variant Upsilon: By the fire star, we have done nothing by catching her, only shown Fenrir Prime we cannot be trusted while moving her time of death to a later turn.
Fenrir Variant Omicron: Not catching her was never an option for us. Fenrir Prime should have noted that before issuing the impossible order.
Fenrir Variant Upsilon: What if she is too clever again? Nothing good will come of bringing her here.
Fenrir Variant Omicron: There is nowhere else. Prepare the East Residency.
Fenrir Variant Omicron: Prepare the East Residency, Upsilon.
Fenrir Variant Omicron: Upsilon?
Fenrir Variant Upsilon: Is she awake?
Fenrir Variant Omicron: No, we disced her as soon as she fell into our arms.
Fenrir Variant Upsilon: We will prepare the East Wing.
Fenrir Variant Omicron: Many thanks. We are grateful for?—
[TRANSMISSION ENDED]
Transcript from Episode 5 of Kiwi Koala’s HoloImmersive “Inside the Black Box” Series™ (Copyright: TheWolfNet Gazette).
Kiwi:So, you’ve said a fated mate spell—either by accident or to get yourself out of a sticky situation—and now you’re stuck in a foreign time and place.
No dramas, friends! Your favorite koala Kiwi’s got you sorted!
Here are the…
[sfx: crowd yell and graphic]Top 8 Things To Do If You Find Yourself Stuck In Another Time Period!!!
Kiwi:ONE! Don’t freak out.
Kiwi:TWO! Suss out WHEN you are. First things first, yeah? Because that will deeply affect how you’re going to approach NUMBER FOUR.
Kiwi:THREE! I mean it, friend, stop freaking out! In fact, if you’re still freaking out, go straight back to number two.
I wokeup on a bed of furs in a dark cavern pierced by radiant beams of moonlight from an opening high above.
And I was not alone.
A swell of panic rose in my throat when I saw the male sitting at the foot of my makeshift bed.
A very, very large male. Even kneeling in seiza — that formal Japanese legs-tucked-under, back-erect position I'd spent a miserable two days coding Kiwi into for a holoimmersive about Hokkaido Wolf Samurais — he was enormous.
But this guy had it down perfectly.
Wait. I knew him. The fog of my sleep faded away.
White hair. Emerald eyes gleaming in the darkness. This was the male who’d caught me when I fell through the portal. The one who’d smelled like fire and made something erupt in my lower belly before I passed out.
Was this my fated mate?
He was giant, I realized. Even in this position, he towered, casting a long shadow over me. He had to be even taller than a bear shifter.
