“Great,…” Sash stared at the cheetah as he climbed onto the ledge and sat down. “He has a designer cheetah! Crud.” She glanced skyward. She was a little concerned that the poor creature would fall. And even more concerned on another matter. “I swear I heard it say something. Air must be really thin up here. I’m starting to hallucinate.”

“Bird!!” A flicker of turquoise suddenly caught Hypre’s attention. The birds that normally perched on the windowsill in the morning were flying near it, curious to see what this new thing was in their territory. Hypre growled and crouched. They were close, and there was not any glass in his way this time.