"I'm sure that double shot of firewhiskey helped," Minerva teased, happy that Atlas seemed relaxed, especially after all he had endured with the full moon.
Making sure that the kettle was on the stove for the water to boil properly, Minerva followed Atlas into the living room and sat on the couch beside him. "Fairly well," she told him, not admitting that that she woke often to check on him.
Octavius came into the room, wagging his tail and wanting attention from the two humans. "You have a very faithful friend here," she mused, rubbing Oc's back.