A/N: I just thought that since Warrior, Hercules, and Lillie had hair under their hats, doesn't that mean all the tugs have hair under their hats? It makes a little bit of sense for all of them to have hair under their hats instead of just a few.
After a few hours, Wildmask began to grow restless. She softly recited all the rhymes she had learned from her parents, and that killed about an hour and a half, and then she began to curl Zebedee's hair with her fingers. To her surprise, his hair was rather soft like down on a baby bird. Even after that, she was still looking for some form of entertainment. She looked at her tail. It was ragged and scruffy like a raccoon's. She decided to fix the fur on her tail, and brush it with her fingers. She winced as she come across a few knots, but she managed to pull on through. She tried to fluff her fur on her tail up a little bit, but that didn't seem to fit her, so she tried a more smooth style, and that seemed to fit her perfectly. Huh, not bad. She smiled, pleased with her handiwork. That managed to kill a few hours, and seemed to have done the trick in keeping her occupied.
Zebedee was was tempted to check on Wildmask, but he knew better because there was another Z-Stack with him. If a Star Tug was with him, then it would be different because he knew he could trust the Star Fleet with her. They would know why she meant so much to him. The very fact that Shadowpelt was gone didn't help matters either. The old wound was bleeding. He couldn't bear to loose Wildmask. She had helped him recover a little bit, and she so small and helpless in his eyes.
I can't loose her. He thought.