Having set herself up as a young tree outside the home shared by @CalHunter2, @CloverMcNeill and @ChelseaCaswell, Clover E. McNeill / Dendra waits for lovely little Laika to come out for a frolic in the shade of Dendra’s branches.
Partially shifting back to human form—that upper half being topless—Clover of Timeline-28 leans down to pet the pup.
“You must be doppel-me’s wife. I’ve been waiting for the right moment to make an introduction. I’m Clover E. McNeill.” >
@CloverEMcNeill @CalHunter2 @ChelseaCaswell Clover-1 blinks at Clover-28’s bizarre appearance.
“Just when I thought this Multiverse couldn’t get any weirder… A tree-me shows up.
…And she’s stacked.” >
@CloverMcNeill @CalHunter2 @ChelseaCaswell Clover-28 glances down at her bare chest.
“Oh, yeah. My wife got these for me for my birthday a couple years ago. I think she enjoys them more than I do.” She chuckles.
Shifting fully back to human form, Clover-28 saunters over and eyes the naked catgirl beside Cal. “Mee-ow… Where did they find you, gorgeous?” >
@CalHunter2 @ChelseaCaswell @CloverEMcNeill Clover-1 sniffs the air around her counterpart. Clover-28 smells like every kind of plant that the Lycan had ever encountered during her countless full moons.
“Why are you really here, Clover?” This is so surreal. >
@CloverMcNeill @CalHunter2 @ChelseaCaswell “My wife is pregnant. And it’s mine. Somehow, her alien biology has allowed her to bear a child by a human female. But I’m concerned about her inheriting my powers. They’re… unstable.
You know an Arcturian—the same Arcturian, in fact—who also gave birth to a half-human child. I need to talk to her.” [x]
Clover E. McNeill | Dendra
Clover McNeill-Hunter
Chelsea Caswell | Felid
Cal McNeill-Hunter