Deacon woke up around noon, a sleeping Angel still in his lap. It had been about five hours since he fell asleep. The days were getting shorter, and fall was here. Luna, Swoop, and Star were entering the room. Rose appeared at the door. "How is our girl doing?"
Deacon rubbed his eyes to remove the sleep. "It's been five hours. Her breathing is steady, and she is starting to warm up. No side effects have been noted. However, I just woke up. Would you sit with her while I use the restroom?" Rose came to the side of the bed and sat down while Deacon gently placed Angel onto the pillows.
Stepping away, Deacon looked worried. He was hoping that she would be able to overcome the transition. In the bathroom, he splashed cold water on his face and looked at himself in the mirror. Although his
