Chapter 11 Zanthar: Freya
Freya tucked the tiny beast further between her breasts. Not convinced the guard's slip up wasn't part of some kind of test, she refused to give them a chance to recapture her. She ducked behind a console, dropping into a squat. Two aliens walked past her hiding spot as she watched them through a reflection on a screen.
The purple floof between her breasts started vibrating. It seemed to pick up on her emotions. Instead of touching it, she tried to send her thoughts to the tiny beast. Stay calm, we're doing fine. I'll protect you. Tiny vibrations slowed until the floof nestled deeper between her breasts, then it went silent.
With it settled, she turned her attention back to the aliens as they disappeared from view. She raised up, until she could see the control
