Ocean's Breath Plateau Duet for theremin and lap steel.

aditya, he replied, completely poleaxed. nice to meet you, towhee. . .and you, bushtit, bachcha. 

he smiled at the offering laid at his paws, but left it be for now. 

what can moontide do for you? adi asked her. i'm happy to summon my leaders whenever you need.

it was hard not to stare at the boy. his boy? no. . .perhaps not. the timing seemed wrong. still, stranger things had happened—and aditya had sowed enough wild oats to have that kind of doubt.

he nuzzled at the rat, then. did you catch this? he asked bushtit, smiling.