Both of her father’s ears had fur on them! Both were more cat like giving him a cat/human look.“Sire!” Roth whispered to Ambrose. “Are we seei...g the birth of our race?”Ambrose nodded as he leaned to Roth. “I believe we are. Though I am afraid we are going to have to teach them how to...” Ambrose started.“It’s not hard,” they heard Timora saying. “Just think of what your regular hand looked like.” Her still shocked father nodded then with a smile watched the claws retract his hands then his ears. Sort of liven things up.”“Do you think that things need to be livened up?”“Oh, no. I was just worried that you might. We’ve been married twenty years. You might be getting bored with me.”I smiled. “Honey, I love you to death. I’d never be bored with you. You’re as beautiful and sexy as the day I saw you in Professor Rothbard’s lecture. We’re forever. I don’t want anyone else. We’ll be together till the end.”“Uh huh. Absolutely. Till the end.”We made love that night and she seemed more eager. If you could have the power to save these people, to protect those who had always protected you, you'd take it."I'll do it." The cat leapt forward touching it's forehead to your own, and a flash of light shone out from the two of you, casting away the darkness. A series of words flooded into your mind and you spoke them without a thought. "To save those attacked by Fiends, to heal those injured beyond their means, I step forward within this light, to take the power to protect and fight! Magical. ’ ‘Yes but the university finally drove him near-mindless which is why he resigned after buying the laboratory. Why do you call him Walter?’ ‘Everyone at the lab calls him Walter.’ ‘Oh really? I suppose I should take greater interest in his work. He met me when I was completing my doctorate and after I finished my interest degenerated into cooking and keeping house for him and, of course, attending to him in the bedroom. Come through and meet Peter Pan, the kid brother who’s never likely to.