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forth mumbling to herself. Maximus knew she was trying to sort things out and let her be. She had pulled her shoes off claiming them to be worse than heel death traps for feet.
    “A shifter alien who claims he’s really a tiger,” she muttered. “But he’s a mouse. Of course he has to be a mouse. Shouldn’t he mate a mouse? I’m no mouse. It’s like some crazy ass joke. A mouse, a wombat, and a lion walk into a bar to meet a hyena and dire wolf. The alligator buys them drinks and the elephant falls on the female gaping in the corner wondering at her insanity. Butt squished, that’s my fate.”
    “Posy, I won’t let you get butt squished.”
    She stopped and turned as though noticing Maximus for the first time. “How did you get to Earth?”
    “On our planet there was an eclipse. Our worlds connect. We can slip through from our side to yours. When your planet has the eclipse we can go home by slipping back through.”
    “In what?”
    “Moonbeams. As the eclipse begins the pull of the moonbeams is so strong we are able to transport over the galaxy. Our planet is like Earth here. This setting but far lusher. There are few who notice us wandering around with the other animals.”
    “A dire wolf?”
    “It was plausible and perhaps still is. Tac is careful. So is Andro, and Merit would have to be. Every shifter who’s ever been here is careful. You’re a rarity. A susceptible shifter mate is a rare occurrence. We have to make certain you belong to the right shifter. You’re safest with me believe it or not.”
    Posy slumped onto a crate in the small cave they sheltered in. She glanced around.
    “Why are there no furs or skins in here?”
    “Why would there be?”
    “Oh I dunno, warmth, comfort. Why haven’t you caught us anything to roast over a fire?”
    “Posy, I’m a vegetarian.”
    “Of course you are. A tiger vegetarian.” Skepticism oozed from her. “You’re a giant hamster in your world, aren’t you?”
    “No.” He rolled his eyes.
    “Then where’s a haunch of meat I can eat?”
    “Some of my friends shift into giant elk or moose. Are you suggesting we eat one of them? Because dead they shift back into human form. Should we roast up someone’s ass for you, like butt chops? Pickled penis maybe? Candied balls?”
    She lifted her splayed hands. “I get it.”
    He felt a bit evilly guilty for her pale face. She did have a point. They needed to eat.
    “Come on.”
    Maximus took her hand and led her into the jungle. His inner shifter wanted to change and race, but knowing that shifter was a mouse he’d get picked off by a bird. Flying wasn’t his thing. Along the way he rummaged for food, roots and fruits, wild vegetables. On his planet food was in abundance. This alternate Africa was at times a sad place to visit, he’d been told. What he had seen so far was beautiful, but the lack of edible food was disturbing. His inner shifter was starving for something solid.
    The river they stopped at was flowing, and Maximus could make out several shadows beneath the water’s surface. He waded in leaving Posy to slap at the bugs on the bank as they made a meal of her.
    “On my planet the bugs aren’t nearly as bad. We had a mass extinction in action against mosquitoes that were causing birth defects. Not sure if your planet gave them to us or we gave them to you. The bugs are able to ride the moonbeams as well,” he explained over his shoulder.
    “That’s spreading on Earth. Are you fishing, because I thought you were a vegetarian?”
    “I’m a pesco-vegetarian. So I eat a lot of fish and shell food. On our planet there are zero fish shifters.”
    In one swoop he grabbed three fish by their gills and tossed them next to Posy. She danced away from sharp little teeth.
    “How do you know they didn’t shift?”
    Maximus grabbed three more and climbed from the water. “If there was any chance of them shifting they would shift into a whale or dolphin and I don’t eat those.”
    Using a sharp