“Claudia is lying, Keith!”  Fly twisted around in Keith’s arms once he was sure Claudia was gone so that his forepaws were resting on Keith’s chest and he could look up into his face.  “Lexx would nev –“  Fly went limp and then shivered.  “Put me down!!”

“What’s going on?!”  Keith let Fly go.  There were funny little dancing lights coming from Fly’s fur that made Keith’s skin prickle at the sight.  Fly made a small jump and went into a glide to the ground.

“Progress!”  Fly chirped over his shoulder as the lights increased in intensity and rippled through the squirrel’s fur.