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that.
    It was ten thousand years ago. For your kind, many generations, for my kind a short nap. It is still with me every moment of every day.
    Why do you call them chaos?
    An image filled her mind of energy that was a riot of violence and hunger. That race would never blend with nature. It could not. There was no empathy in that species, only desperation for more.
    Zora felt queasy. That kind of energy was an anathema to her. The Oefric were one with nature, this other race defied and defiled it at every turn.
    Thank you for this home. It is wonderful.
    Pleasure spread through the planet and warmth ran through the flooring. You are welcome. Thank you for agreeing to give me a voice.
    Zora laughed. You left me little choice, but thank you for giving me a home.
    The planet did not answer. It understood that what she was referring to went far beyond a simple house. She had a place to belong and a new home in the stars. Both were priceless gifts. The men with her wanting her for herself were also beginning to sink in to her brain. Her life was turning around.
    If she wasn't careful, she just might be happy.

    Chapter Eight
    Zora finished cooking in the pot that Wayk scavenged from one of the empty oxygen tanks on the shuttle. "I think it is ready to eat."
    Carser and Wayk looked dubious. They had been using the fallen lumber to make serviceable furniture, starting with a bed.
    Forest creatures were donating the bedding. Each morning, a pile of fluff was found in the doorway and it went into the collection that would eventually form their pillows.
    "How soon until the first of the colony ships arrive?" She scooped the stew out with a wooden ladle with a plate made of the same.
    "Over a week. Why?" Wayk was pushing the vegetables around suspiciously.
    "It will be the end of naked day." She snorted and they rolled their eyes. "Eat. Everything is completely edible, even if the food tastes strange. I am just delighted that Shisala didn't make a fuss when you took out the bunny things."
    If she didn't need to go out of the house, she didn't bother getting dressed and that proved very convenient for her consorts. She had a feeling that Shisala was manipulating her normally shy tendencies to accelerate the intimacy between them, but aside from cooking, Zora found it fairly comfortable to run around without a stitch on.
    One day of fat splatters healed quickly, but it was a lesson learned.
    She dug in to her stew and raised her eyebrows. It wasn't half-bad. "Well, this isn't horrible."
    They had been waiting for her to have the first bite. With enthusiasm and comments of surprise, Carser and Wayk dug in to their meals. They cleaned the pot out with seconds and looked disappointed when it was gone.
    "I told you I knew how to cook." She crossed her arms under her breasts and made faces at them both.
    "Yes, and Wayk will be able to do some kitchen plumbing as soon as the colony ships get here."
    "And what will you be doing when they get here?" She raised one eyebrow at Carser's smug face.
    "Running the colony, pet." He stuck out his chest proudly and she laughed. "I was voted to be in charge."
    "If they could see you now, they might reconsider." She sprinted from the table and out the door.
    She used her lead to grab some of the dwindling snow, but was too late. A panther with its claws in tackled her and rolled her into the meadow. "Cheater!"
    A bear behind him roared and swatted him away and then two huge cats were wrestling in the snow while Zora got to her feet. She brushed the snow off and smiled at the emerging grasses. Spring was coming to Pakrik and it was coming fast. Shisala wanted to put a good face on for when the colonists arrived.
    The panthers were just one example of the forms that she had seen from her companions. The tricks that they did in bed were something else entirely. Being a shapeshifter meant that they could shift anything to any size. They had even confessed their copying of certain traits of various races. The