Tarmac at Sarran Space Port: 07:45 tines
Naffie looked so excited. There would be an offspring for him to play with. Syn watched the disembarkation. They were already on the tarmac when both she and Naffie saw Mark and Juraens. Naffie broke out of the receiving line and ran to them with Garlance, his minder, close on his heels. Syn could barely keep up.
“Tontos Mark and Juraens, I’m happy to see you. He gave them a hug. Where’s Michael?”
“That’s our Naffie, straight to the point as usual.” Mark laughed.
“I’m Naffie.” He put his hand out to Sara who took it in return. Naffie pointed to Sara’s stomach and said, “A femspring,” then, spotting Michael watching the cats exit the ship, he sprinted in that direction.
“I’m pregnant?” Sara said in shock having heard of Naffie’s abilities from h
