Shape shifting? Shape shifters! Now that was something that knocked Pigeon off her feet. The day she was told everything was not what it looked like, she laughed, but come on how cheesy is that line. However, after her best friend turned into a lion and pinned her down, she stopped laughing. Pigeon had been historical for quite some time after that then stopped for only a minute to process her name. Screaming out in fear, she asked if she was really a pigeon. After a week or so, she calmed down to normal. That's where she really started to live.

"Pigeon!" A tall blonde man yelled at a much smaller dark haired woman. She stud behind a pink frilly counter that held a lamp a computer and one book. The man was dressed in all black accept for his under shirt that was a dark forest green. Ranging in at six-foot-two, he had to duck down to enter into the small office. "Pigeon! Damn it if I've told you once I've told you a hundred times, I don't want you in here alone after nine! You know what time of freaks come out at this time, and—" he sniffed the air around her, "you're on your—"

Pigeon jumped up from her desk and covered his mouth. Luckily, there was no one in her shop; she had to look pretty silly with her body over the desk almost falling off. "Brian, gosh you don't have to be announcing it to the world! Yes, I am on that time of the month. So?" Brian looked at her dryly as she kept her hands clasped around his mouth.

Letting out a low growl Brian pulled her hands way, "Damn it! Pigeon what do dogs normally do when you're in here and on you—"

Pigeon let out a loud gasp as she fell back into her black fluffy chair. Her long skirt and loose fitting shirt hugged her as she landed hard in the chair, "Do you mean…that the animals that come in here…their…?"

Brian shook his head with a slight surprise, "I thought Kimie told you everything. Ninety nine percent of the 'animals' that come in here are SS's, why do you think some of your friends are a bit off acting? They're animals, some of which you have neutered and/or spayed. Tamie is one of them, along with Keith and Jen. They've had a litter and didn't want anymore. Which reminds me, Carline's cubs were born last night, three of them, one boy two girls all healthy."

"Carline? Man I didn't know she was one, I thought it was just a freaky coincidence. Cause, she was having triplets." Pigeon through her hands up in the air letting out a long sigh, "I was told they were going to be two boys one girl?"

"Yeah but when cleaned and checked it was two girls, don't worry Mark is fine with it, well, as close to fine as can be for having two girls. He doesn't know how he's going to deal when they go into heat. There were two cubs born only a few days before Carline's birth, two males no girls…and I believe the mother and father are Kile and Kara, they're going to try again for a girl. But, Carline was telling me about how one of the cubs kept watching Sara, the oldest of the girls, and making small noises trying to get her attention. She told me it was so cute but Mark almost blew a blood fecal." Brian smiled placing a hand under his chin, "Marikis is the boy, oldest of them, Sara, and then Minima. Odd name, huh? What you going to call yours Pigeon? You have to be having a mating suitor by now."

Pigeon raised a eye brow at that commit, "Humans are not the same as SS's. They tend to be less trustworthy."

"Did I say human suitor? No I said mating suitor, meaning a SS, haven't anyone of the odd ball animal's in here catch your eyes?"

"Brain—!"

"Come on it's not beasty or anything, we are humans. Partly. Mostly...sorta. I have a friend Abbie, you know her."

"OH MY GODS! Don't you dare say she's a SS?" Pigeon launched herself foreword.

"No, no. She's human but her hubby, Adam isn't. He's a rhinoceros. Not figuratively speaking, because that man is BIG, but no, he's a rhino. The babes she's caring are white rhinos. Babe, I mean."

Pigeon looked at him, "And next you're going to tell me there are dragons too, and they mate with humans." She rolled her eyes.

"No. The dragons stay to themselves, there are only four of them, and both are married. Interesting tid-bid, by the way, dragons can give birth to either eggs or baby dragons. I mean isn't that amazing? Sad thing is that all babies born are pre-wed and must mate with the other family's babe. Nice that they have a boy girl thing going on." Brian rubbed the small stubbles on his face that were neatly groomed on his chin only.

Pigeon twisted a piece of her long hair around her fingers. "Dang…That's pretty cool…but then why is there only two families? I mean how old are these couples, they had to have gotten it on by now and got lucky." Pigeon sat back down as she heard the small bell ring meaning a customer had came in. Her many, new, questions would have to wait.

Brian turned growling slightly at an approaching dog. It was large and black from tail to mussel accept some silver on his ears and toes. Brian cocked his head at the odd looking mutt that limped in pathetically, it sure wasn't anyone he had ever met, it looked part wolf but it's smell was or a mix and Brian just couldn't pin point the dominate gene. Then again, Pigeon was making it hard to think with her fermions all out of whack.

Rushing over to the animal Pigeon found a strong hand gripping her shoulder, "Never run at a wounded animal, it will attack." Brian looked down at her with worry, "How often do you charge the wounded to help."