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they are as tall as I am. At one time they were warriors. They protected our skies. There were other species who came here, but we destroyed them or so history goes. They weren’t a nice race. They traveled in vessels.”
    “What did they want?”
    “Females and children. Their planet wasn’t dying. Their people were. A great illness overcame many. I guess they hoped to repopulate. They came to steal and died trying. Our moonbeams won’t allow a shifter to steal a mate. They must belong together. Kidnapping is reprehensible to my kind, and the beams won’t allow that to occur. I meant what I said, the beams wouldn’t have allowed you through unless you were meant for a shifter. All the women brought here are meant to be here. The aliens couldn’t travel the beams, and the ships have long since stopped coming here.”
    “How long ago was that?”
    “Well before my great-grandfather was born. You don’t have to worry.”
    “Is it safe to explore your planet or will I be grabbed again?”
    “I’ll take you to a place where it’s quiet. The planet is twice Earth’s size with a population of around a million.”
    Maximus changed into a pair of shorts and handed Posy the same as well as a small shirt. The material was hemp. The shorts slipped on, but Velcro strips were on either side. The idea made sense. If Maximus shifted the material wouldn’t rip, it would slide apart. That way a shifter wouldn’t be forever making new clothes. As Posy gazed around she could see the curtains were of the same material. The furniture was wood, some also covered with hemp.
    “I thought your body could absorb the material. That’s what you said about Earth.”
    “Earth is different. The molecules in the moonbeam change the clothes for us. The clothes you tossed over the edge that were mine will be salvaged for another shifter.”
    “That’s kinda cool.”
    The walkway along the trees stretched as far as the eye could see leading to other distant homes. Long vines of multiple colors hung in sheets. She heard children laughing and gasped when one young adult leaped and swan dived from one hundred feet into the air. A massive falcon swooped low beside the teen. Before Posy could scream for someone to save the girl she shifted into a petite version of the hawk and skimmed over the ground.
    “A new shifter. The girl has come of age. I bet her parents are proud,” Maximus said.
    “I bet her mother needs new underwear.” I would.
    “Her father was beside her. He would never let her be injured. Look on the ground. You can see the other shifters who were there in case as well. Our children know when it’s their time. They get a certain feeling.”
    Maximus stopped dead when a low growl rumbled. Barefoot and dressed only in shorts he was scary as heck, but Posy chuckled.
    “Relax, Mighty Mouse, it’s my belly rumbling. I’m starved.”
    “Maybe we could keep the mouse thing to ourselves.”
    “Sure, as long as you feed me.”
    The trail veered off as they descended to the ground. The warm, soft soil under her feet slipped between her toes. Maximus took her hand and led her to a large body of water. He grinned, slipped off his pants and shifted. Huge paws leapt to a large boulder in the water where he scanned beneath the surface. Claws unsheathed, he pounced and dragged a sturgeon to the shore.
    The sturgeon put up a good fight, and the pair rolled around until the fish stilled from exhaustion. Maximus dispatched it as mercifully as he could. Remaining in shifter form he used a long sharp claw to slit the belly, and Posy was delighted when she scooped a handful of roe.
    “I haven’t had this in so long.” She licked her palm and fingers and scooped more. “Can we build a small fire so we can cook the fish?”
    Maximus shifted, and as Posy continued to eat the roe he gathered rocks and sticks and got a fire going. Casting a glance around, he scooped up a piece of driftwood and filled it with roe to hand to Posy as she