Chapter Twelve
The warm, verdant glow of the wilderness preserve looked peaceful and welcoming from my vantage point in the astral plane. d**k backed his massive truck against a fence and cut the clanking diesel engine. Lucas and his canine familiar dropped to the ground with nimble ease. If there were people moving in the woods, I was not able to see their auras through the layers of astral bodies created by the living forest. Trees, birds, lizards, squirrels, possums, raccoons, rabbits, deer, all with auras glowing into the astral plane, even as the shadow of the setting sun obscured the physical plane from human eyes.
Human eyes would not be necessary.
If you have never watched a shifter work in the astral plane, you are missing one of the world's greatest magic shows. On the physica
