Irene awoke from her nap and rolled over in her king sized bed, expecting to see Moose by her side. As she allowed her eyes to adjust to the soft glow of the string lights overhead, Irene was shocked to find the space beside her cold and empty. She placed a paw on the other side of the bed and, from the cold untouched sheets, surmised Moose had never come up in the first place. Irene let out an annoyed sigh as the contentedness from her nap evolved into grouchiness. The pair had only gotten back from the mortal world that morning after one of their longer missions.
The Goddess of Forest and Fate was pleased with Irene’s most recent technological advances, so she and Moose anticipated not going back to the mortal world for a few weeks. In that time, Irene promised Moose to spend more time with her, so her absence bothered Irene even more. She padded out of their bedroom and made her way down the hall, tentatively checking the rooms as she went. There was no sign of Moose on the se