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After a danger-filled first journey, the Occam has returned to the fleet and can finally get patched up from his harrowing encounter with that neutron star. His crew could also use a breather, so everyone is keen to get some leave.

Some will spend their leave just relaxing, others will spend it strengthening bonds they may have made with other crew members during the journey. I think you can guess how a certain Salarian and Rashvian plan to spend theirs!

There's a little more going on than just the crew letting their hair down though. There's still the matter of their Marvulian guest and deciding what they'll do next.

Let's jump right in!

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Episode 11:

A Brief Respite

-*Captain's Log- SD: 242 - August 15th Standard Federation Time.*-

It's good to be back with the fleet. It's also good to see my Racha again and to know that, somehow, all of my crew are safe. I know it sounds funny, but the gravity of what we had been through really didn't hit me until now, not truly.

Seeing Andrew again and knowing I might have never done so… Knowing how close I'd come to losing my friends, lovers, and crew… I'll have to do better, for them, and for myself…

For now, I think my crew has earned some much-needed rest. We'll take a week or so to relax from our trip. We still need to finish sorting out plans for what to do anyhow!

I mean… I've certainly got some short-term plans right now, and they involve a certain Admiral!

-*Finish Entry*-

“Is that a Rashvian over there?" one of the random guys Tyler passed said to his buddy.

His friend answered, “Yeah, those fur patterns on her muzzle? Definitely. That fox with her is either brave or stupid…" Tyler frowned at that but didn't say anything.

Leona gave an annoyed growl and a nasty glare at the two passersby, flexing her free paw to show off her claws. “You kits got something to say about me and my date?"

“Oh shit!" one of them yelped out, seeing their chatter had been noticed by the aggressive alien.

“Nope! My apologies!" the other barked out, already retreating.

Tyler blinked a few times as he watched them both flee in terror. His heart pounded at the sight of Leona's teeth bared in a snarl.

“Cowards… Tch!" She snapped her teeth then perked her fluffy ears, seeing Tyler staring wide-eyed at her. “What?"

With a lopsided grin, he confessed, “That was… Pretty hot…"

Leona gave him a snort and pushed her paw through her bangs as she eased her stance. “You shouldn't have tolerated their banter, you're still an officer."

“Yes, on the Occam. Not here on the Astral. I'm not even in uniform, so how could they have known? Leona, I think it's hot when you get all like that, but I also don't think I should be faulted for being willing to let it slide." Tyler gave her a small challenging glare, showing he'd not be chastised about not pulling rank.

She snapped her teeth and leaned in, paw sliding along the smaller male's jaw, claws raking under his chin. “I suppose I do find it cute that you have your principles… Still, I feel my approach was justified."

“S-sure… I mean… I did like it…" He shivered at her touch, tail wagging a bit. The Rashvian gave him an approving grin, seeing his blue eyes shudder a little at her proximity.

“Come along, we've tarried enough here, I grow ravenous in many ways, my fox…" Leona growled as she scooped his arm up and pulled him back into motion. Tyler just gave her a wide, eager grin and happily followed.

As they stepped into the restaurant, Leona gave a small snort at the atmosphere. Everything was prim and proper, clearly some Earth standard of elegance she couldn't comprehend. It wasn't that Rashvians didn't have their own shows of excess, but most Battle Maidens took more pride in victories and prime Fhiel suitors than they did in material wealth or shows of privilege.

Tyler approached a shiny wooden booth just inside the entrance of the establishment. “Reservation for two. Londre," Tyler said politely to the host standing there.

“Very good, Mr. Londre. Please allow me to escort you to your table." The host, who also happened to be a fox, poked his snout up smugly as he started walking ahead of them. Leona rolled her eyes but followed along without comment.

Once they were seated, she snatched up the menu before them and scoffed out, “There's no prices listed, you don't have to empty your entire stipend on me, Tyler. I'd have been content just doing something simple, you know…" Leona tapped the menu on the table, looking about at the wayward glances from various patrons. Her bright crimson fur, formal robes, and dark battle markings in her cheek fur made her look exotic to the other aliens.

Tyler gave her a small smile as his tail wagged behind him. “I just wanted to do something nice with you, Leona. Make you feel special and-"

“Special?" She barked a laugh and leaned closer, huffing into his ear, “Tyler, do you really think me some Earthling bitch you need to woo and romance?" As she snarled, her paw slipped under the table, moving along his thigh to squeeze. His ears perked at her touch.

He stammered and gulped, looking into her fierce green eyes as she showed her sharp teeth in a grin. “I-It's just… It's an Earthling thing, you know? I want you to uh… I like you, and I want-"

“Have we decided on a wine yet?" the server asked, a hoity-toity cat in an overpriced suit.

“No, come back in a few minutes," Leona snarled and shot a glare up at the feline.

The fierce green eyes made the cat's tail stiffen as he felt a surprised mew escape his throat. “Y-yes madam, apologies!" He quickly excused himself as some of the other patrons murmured to themselves.

“You are so sexy when you're snarling and fierce like this…" Tyler shuddered as he leaned a little closer, feeling Leona knead at his inner thigh through his suit pants.

“Tyler… I will not sit here and watch you throw your credits away over this… facade… Save places like this for the insecure ones who need to justify their weak bonds… You already have my approval…" Leona growled as she brushed her paw up his chest and thumbed over his pink collar he wore against his dark fur.

Tyler gulped, feeling a shiver roll down his spine as her paws touched his throat and collar. “W-we can't just leave now that we're here though, it'd be rude and-"

“Please… do you think I'm a brainless brute, my fox?" Leona barked a laugh before she leaned back, put her paw to her ear that still had her communicator, then shifted into her authoritative tone she'd use on the bridge. “This is First Officer Sussnel, go ahead!" She spoke the words nice and loudly so all could hear.

“Understood, I'll return to the bridge with Officer Londre, post haste!" She spoke the words clipped, simple, and to the point, before she looked to the server who had seemed hesitant to approach from before.

“My apologies sir, but we've been summoned to return to our ship. Thankfully, we hadn't ordered yet, but do we need to settle any accounts for the reservation time?" She again spoke in a crisp, professional manner.

“N-no ma'am, of course not! I apologize that duty calls you away, do come again if you can!" His voice actually sounded a little relieved to see the frightening alien preparing to leave his section of the restaurant.

“Officer Londre, let's be on our way," she growled as she turned to start briskly walking out of the establishment. Tyler just frowned and quickly followed her, hearing the other patrons murmuring about them being high-ranking military officers.

“Fuck! That was so smooth!" Tyler barked out once they had some distance from the restaurant.

“Hmph… You're still young, Tyler, but remember, learning to fake things can be just as vital a skill as any others. You'd be amazed what bluffing and subterfuge can do for you, both in civilian life and the military," Leona said simply. Then, she cracked a grin at him as she slid a paw over his hip, hefting him closer as they walked.

“You're incredible…" Tyler muttered as he drew closer to her, his own paw sliding against her hip, wanting to touch her as much as he could.

“Come now… let us find lodging of some sort… We'll worry about food later… I've waited long enough," she snarled as her claws dug into his hip.

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“Whoa!" Andrew mewed out as Junon tackled him onto the bed as soon as they reached his bedroom.

“Grr! Missed you much, my Racha!" Junon snarled as she tangled her paws into his salt and pepper locks, shoving her muzzle to his own, another cute mewl escaping the Admiral's mouth before their lips sealed into a deep kiss.

His deep purrs rolled forth down her own throat as their tongues met, flicking gently as she drank in his taste. Her own small growls mingled as her claws dug into his scalp, scratching gently before moving up to rub at her cat's perky ears.

After several moments, their kiss parted. Andrew already showed hearts in his yellow eyes as he wrapped his arms around his Salarian and rolled her over. Junon yipped a giggle as the world spun, giving a small huff as she landed on her back, breasts bouncing in her uniform top.

“I missed you as well, my Racha…" Andrew purred as he moved in, offering small love nips at her throat while his paws eagerly pushed up inside her top, grasping the ample swells of her breasts, thumbs teasing at the pierced peaks still inside her bra.

Junon sighed adoringly and licked her chops as she felt her cat's paws on her once again, showing a playful grin as his lustful gaze turned to confusion. Finally, Andrew grasped her top and snatched it up, seeing her nice plump breasts bounce into view, hard tight peaks sporting rings as always, but something was amiss.

“Junon… Where's your chain?" he asked, cocking his brow. Nevertheless, his paws were already scooping up and rubbing the fox tits before him eagerly, her hips squirming from his direct touch.

“Ah! Heh… My Chief Engineer has it on, she looked so cute with it, I couldn't bear to ask for it back!" The Salarian gave him a playful wink.

“Expanding your inter-crew relationships, Captain?" he mewed playfully before leaning down, his tongue starting to circle and lap at one of her hard peaks, teasing the ring with flicks as she squirmed from her lover's knowing touch.

“Ha… don't tease me, Andy… Come on… suck on them for me!" she barked out with an impatient growl, then offered him a gleeful yip as the cat snapped right down, his teeth digging into her soft fur. He suckled and rolled his tongue against the hard peak, making the ring flip each time.

'Wanting me to suck on them as if you had kittens to feed for me?' Andrew thought as he increased the power of his sucking, the small fox beneath him hissing as her tails smacked hard into the sheets of his bed.

'Yesss… I'd happily have little kittens and puppies for you, my Racha…' Junon panted as her paws raked through his hair while he suckled. She gasped as he popped free before quickly snapping down upon the other peak.

'Nice to see your breeding kink is alive and well, been teasing Tyler about it?' Andrew thought as he gently clenched the ring in his teeth, giving a small jerk of his head. Junon yipped gleefully and lolled her tongue, the pain and pleasure mingling as her hips squirmed more.

“Yesss…" she sighed as Andrew pulled back to focus on moving paws up under her dress, snatching at the skimpy panties and dragging them down off her soft thighs.

*-*

A small bark escaped Tyler's throat as he was shoved to the wall of the hotel room, but it was quickly swallowed by Leona's muzzle pushing to his own in a deep, eager kiss. The Rashvian's tongue forced into his mouth, feeling the Earthling's own meeting it.

His eyes half-lidded from the kiss, he drank it all in as his paws moved to wrap around the slightly larger girl's neck. Leona snarled with approval as her own paws raked down the front of his button-down shirt, claws digging in, tearing a few buttons free as her deep, hungry growls rolled down his throat.

After a few moments of savoring her fox's kiss, she pulled back with a savage snarl, grasping the front of his shirt and ripping it open by force, threads and buttons scattering as his defined figure was on display, strong yet lithe. Tyler shuddered and couldn't help but moan out as she dragged her paws down his chest, claws digging through the fur as she huffed out against his throat.

“My fox… Say it… Say you belong to me…" She hissed the words as she nipped his neck a few times, teeth grazing the pink collar as her paws finished tugging his torn shirt away.

“Y-yours, Leona… Yours and … Junons…" he sighed adoringly, lifting his chin and baring more of his throat for her.

“That's right… our fox… aren't you happy to be owned by the two of us?" she cooed as her paws slid over his hips, then jerked him bodily against her. She felt the smaller male hugging closer, his head nodding rapidly as he panted, and knew her touch and saliva was already making his mind roil with desire.

“Hgn… come here…" Leona pulled from his arms, Tyler looking dazed for a moment before he paced after her. Hearts swam in his blue eyes; he looked blissful and high.

The Rashvian casually flung her robes open, discarding them to show that she simply wore a skimpy set of panties underneath, a set that was normally Junon's. The wolf spun to face him, a smug grin on her muzzle as Tyler took in the view of her shapely, round breasts, sloping hips, and strong, toned form.

Leona peeled the panties right off, flopping down on the large sofa before she spread her legs and crooked a finger. “Come here, on your knees, my pet…"

Tyler yipped excitedly and fell to his knees, as if ready to worship his Rashivian goddess. His tongue was already lolled as Leona, saying nothing more, simply tangled her paw into his blonde locks. She made sure she got a tight fistful of hair and ear, before she forcefully pulled him forward.

He was easy to move, no resistance to be had in her new fox, as he happily shoved his muzzle between her thighs, his tongue already eagerly lapping against the petals and pearl before him.

“Hgn… good boy… taste me… drink it in… No going back now… you're mine…" Leona snarled proudly, licking her chops as she felt the strong, dutiful laps of his tongue. The younger dog just nodded to her words, happy to be pleasing his mistress.

“I tried giving you an out, my fox… But you happily partook of the poison again… No regrets now… yesss?" She moaned as she kept his head between her thighs. Tyler just nodded as he shifted to suckle upon her spot, the wolf hissing as he drew closer still.

“Huff… huff… keep going… Please your owner…" She moaned the orders, and Tyler gave a determined growl as he lapped harder, faster, and more intently. Every fiber of his being wanted to bring pleasure to this intoxicating alien wolf that he now belonged to.

Leona shuddered, her sharp teeth showing in a proud grin, thinking back to him saying he'd never wear a collar or just submit to her, yet now here he was. The thrilling thought of it all was the perfect cherry on top as the wolf threw her head back in a throaty moan of relief as she crested for him.

Tyler gasped cutely, his maw open slightly so her honey would gush all over it while he lapped his tongue, her sweet nectar making his head swim as he snapped down and kept suckling on her pearl. Leona groaned and rubbed his ear, seeing the drunk hearts swimming in his eyes and the young fox reeling from it all.

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“Gyah ha!" Junon yipped out cutely, then lolled her tongue as she dug her claws into the pillow she had her paws wrapped around, on her belly, feeling Andrew grasping at the base of her trio of tails as he lapped at her pearl.

'That's number two…' he thought to her while lapping up her honey, his claws that weren't holding the tail giving her cheek a little pat before she gave a cute gasp when his tongue moved a bit further up.

“Gods! Andy… fuck… Y-you keep licking that hole, I'm gonna ask you to fuck it!" Junon panted out, offering cute yips and groans as her older lover's strong tongue flicked and circled her tailhole.

“That an official request, my Racha?" Andrew mewed as he finished peeling off his own pants and boxers, his length fully slid free as the deep eager purrs of her lover filled her ears.

“Mhm! I haven't had it back there since the last time you did it, baby…" Junon cooed as she lifted her rear, wiggling her hips invitingly.

Andrew gave an eager grin as he shifted. “Alright… huff… I've got some lube in the nightstand, let me just-"

“Noo… just fuck my pussy a little first, that'll lube you up, Andy! Make your Salarian bitch cum on your cock before you fuck her ass?" she countered, offering a bright grin over her shoulder.

Andrew gave an approving purr as he moved right over her, lining his head up to that dripping wet alien fox pussy, then with no hesitation, he pushed right into his waiting bitch. Junon cried out a throaty, loving moan as her Admiral plunged deep inside, every inch sinking in until her belly gave a faint bulge.

“Gods yes! Fuck me, Andry… fuck me, Racha!" she gasped out, then grunted cutely while clinging to the pillow, feeling him already eagerly rocking, thrusting deep into her, hitting spots only he could stroke as hearts settled into her mismatched eyes.

“Love you so much, Racha… the universe for you, Junon…" he hissed out as his claws dug into her hips while bucking.

Junon just nodded her head, thinking to him, 'You too! You too… missed you… love you…'

Loud wet slaps filled the air from his strokes, her cat eager and relentless as he pounded deep into her. Junon's tongue lolled as she took each thrust. Then, right as she was drawing close, as if he knew her body better than she did, he gave a decisive stroke that stabbed right into the perfect spot.

“Kyaah!!" Junon belted out a half-howl of a moan, her tails fluffing as he flung her over the edge, Salarian lust gushing all over his intruding length and dripping off his full sacs.

After a few moments, she slumped forward panting hard, whimpering as she felt him withdraw from her tight clenching walls, then line right up with her tailhole, rubbing and prodding, working her eagerly as her tails tried to stay out of the way.

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“Huff… that's enough, get up here… Lose the rest of your clothes on the way up too…" Leona growled as she tugged on Tyler's ears.

Tyler blinked up from between her thighs, having already given her pleasure three separate times down here, but upon hearing his orders, he practically leaped up. He quickly stripped from the pants and boxers, panting with hearts in his glassy looking eyes, wincing as he forced his throbbing length from his boxers.

“Looking rather pent up… Do you want to be inside me again, Tyler?" Leona practically purred the question as she leaned back, lazily rubbing her own petals, going so far as to even use her fingers to spread them, showing the tight clenching walls to her new pet.

“Please! Please, please, please… oh gods… Please!" Tyler barked and whined the words, looking like he'd go mad if he didn't get her soon.

“Hmph… I suppose… since you've been so agreeable, I'll let you mount me like this… get over here…" Leona growled and nodded to him.

Tyler yipped out gleefully and scrambled atop her, hearts swimming as he gave her a giddy grin. His paws shook as they slid over her hips, and he lined up his dripping tapered head with her spread entrance.

Leona just offered a loud deep growl, her ears flattening, yet she said nothing as her younger pet properly positioned himself. Then with a desperate, eager shift of his hips, he pushed nice and deep into her waiting entrance.

She hissed and closed her eyes, feeling him fill her inch by inch until a snug deep kiss to her core said he was fully inside. Her green eyes opened to see him nose to nose with her, panting with adoration as his hips began to grind, digging into her, feeling him jumping deep in her clenching walls.

“Huff… Good dog… my dog… Do I feel good?" she asked while sliding a paw up, cupping his panting jaw.

“Tight like heaven, hot like hell… hgn… perfect… perfect my mistress… my love…" He sighed drunkenly, fully in the throes of the euphoria of being with her. She noted he didn't even try to resist, he was ready and willing to drown himself in her.

“Good boy… slow down… take your time… a little more lean to the right…" She panted and rubbed his jaw, instructing him as he nodded and whimpered, hearts still burning in his blue eyes as he did as he was told.

“Right there… yesss… good dog… good dog…" She praised him as she panted slightly. Tyler's heart sang to hear her praise, his thick dark tail wagging furiously as he kept the controlled pace up, feeling her tight walls milking relentlessly at him.

“Love you… love you… so much… You and Junon both…" Tyler slurred the words as he braced on her shoulders, shoving forward intently as Leona gave him a smug, knowing look .

“No going back this time, my Tyler… I won't let you come down from this one… You're mine, so you may keep telling me you love me…" Leona showed him a sharp, toothy grin, her breasts swaying to the deep kisses he made, feeling herself growing closer.

“Please… I'd die without you and Junon… I'd die without both of your loves!" He practically whined the words as Leona cooed and drew him down into her arms. Tyler just wrapped his arm around her, burying his face in the crook of her neck, huffing adoringly as she jerked to his eager thrusts.

“Good dog… my dog… I'm almost… a little more… a little… ngh!" She folded her ears, offering a soft groan as he yipped against her neck fur, groaning as his Rashvian master gave in once more. Her honey gushed into his crotch fur as her walls viciously clenched.

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Junon made a soft muffled yip into the pillow as she felt Andrew finally work his way into her tailhole, her paws flexing and back arching as he started slowly moving.

“So tight… No one's had your tailhole since the last time I did you say?" he purred into her ear while gently rocking his hips. Junon just nodded as she clutched the pillow, offering cute grunts and muffled yips into it.

Andrew took a few moments to just gently stroke, letting her adjust to his jumping length before he grasped her shoulders. Junon pulled back from the pillow, tongue lolled as she looked back with hearts in her eyes, feeling her Racha start to pump intently against her round ass, stroking deep into her tight little tailhole after her long journey away from him.

“D-do… I feel good, my Andy?" She gasped between strokes, whimpering as he kept pushing, her tailhole like a vice as he hissed while squeezing her shoulders.

“So good… too good… an older cat like me struggles to keep it together in such a tight spot… ngh… let's move back, I want to touch you more…" He puffed into her ear as the Salarian rapidly nodded, then felt herself held as he rocked back.

Andrew drew her back as Junon released the pillow, shuddering as she settled down in his lap, back against his chest. The cat purred proudly as his left paw cupped her large left breast, his right dipping down between her thighs.

She offered up a throaty unrestrained moan as his paw started rubbing right at her pearl, all while his hips rocked beneath her, digging and pumping deep into her tailhole while stroking at her.

“Racha… Racha… Andy…" Junon panted with hearts in her eyes, her paw lifted to rub under his muzzle, then her claws dug into his fur as she yipped out, feeling him pinch gently at her spot, her body happy to crest once more.

“So good… gods I can't take it… You know… I've not dealt with myself since you left…" he confessed as he rocked his hips, Junon giving a startled gasp at that.

“Andrew! Ngh… it's been weeks!" she barked out in protest, then groaned as his hips bucked a little faster. He didn't have a knot to gauge things with, but she could tell by his pants he was drawing close.

“Wanted to save it all for you, Junon…" he purred into her large ear. The smaller fox whined at the statement, her heart fluttering as she bounced on his lap, feeling him knead her breast while still stroking at her pearl.

“Gods Andy… H-had I known that… I'd have let you do it in my womb… I bet you'd given me a little kitten with that big of a load…" she groaned out as she leaned against him, feeling his length jumping, the dirty talk of breeding having the desired effect.

“Ngh… guess we'll have to clean up after I finish here, then I'll fill you there too, maybe knock my little Salarian bitch up this time, huh?" he purred back adoringly, then hissed as his paw flexed on her breast, his fingers giving a strong confident pinch at her pearl.

Junon's tongue lolled, the smaller dog looking stunned at the final triple attack of him squeezing her breast, pinching her spot, and then the final jump that sent thick ropes of heat into her.

“G-godsss… d-damn… it!" She shuddered and threw her head back in a soft blissful moan of a howl as her lover's heat gushed up into her tailhole again and again, her eyes distant with hearts as she jerked hard with her own release.

Andrew gave her a pained mew and groaned with relief as her walls milked the last inside. The small fox slumped against him with a relieved sigh as he also slumped slightly, panting gently into her large ears, “Gods I love you…"

“Me too… so much love, my Racha… so much…" Junon panted as she rubbed at his jaw, her tongue peeking out in a small pant as he held her.

*-*

“Leona! Mistress!" He barked out adoringly as his hips rocked faster now, hearts bright in his blue eyes as the wolf groaned and licked her chops. She could feel her fox losing himself, letting him rapidly pump into her, feeling the showings of a knot.

“Yesss my Tyler?" She panted, showing her tongue, letting him see she was enjoying his efforts.

“Ngh… Can I finish in you on top this time?" He moaned adoringly, his paws on her shoulders. She grunted gently, feeling him make a few more strokes, dragging the answer out.

She let him keep pumping, her ample breasts swaying to his eager strokes, then the world spun as she rocked her hips and locked her legs. Tyler gave a soft bark as he was rolled over onto his back before gasping as the wolf shoved paws to his bared chest, driving him fully onto his back.

Her claws dug into his fur as she snarled and licked her chops again. She shook her head before finally answering him, “No… Not this time… Maybe if you keep being my good boy I'll let you later… Understood?" She growled as her hips took over, rising and falling, that jumping length twitching as that knot popped free, then slipped back in, as her tight walls swallowed it up.

“Yes! Yes… I- I promise to be good… ngh… S-so…" He shuddered and snapped his teeth hard, grinding them. She hummed and watched him, watched him struggle, knowing he was at his limits, seeing if he could endure it.

She kept slowly shifting her hips, slapping them down hard in his lap, her breasts swaying as she panted into his face, her claws digging deep into his fur, so deep skin broke beneath them as he hissed out.

Leona shuddered as she kept grinding, listening to her fox struggle to hold it back, knowing why he was doing it. Then, finally, she sang out the orders, “Ask for it… beg me for it…"

“Please! Please! For the love of the gods, please, Leona!" Tyler barked frantically, hearts in his shaking pupils as he blinked up at his new Rashvian master, his length throbbing deliciously hard inside her.

Satisfied with his obedience, Leona slapped her hips down with one final wet slap, taking that knot, feeling it bloom deep inside her as she snarled out, “Go on, my Fhiel… Show me how much you need me… how much you love me…"

Tyler shuddered, then threw his head back in a throaty, savage sounding howl as his length jumped hard before sending thick, hot ropes straight up into her waiting womb. Leona felt empowered and adored as the heat spread; there was so much from her little Earthling.

“Yesss… Yes my Fhiel… that's a good boy… do you want to give me puppies?" She cooed as she leaned back, presenting her belly which was faintly bulging as Tyler sent the last thick ropes in.

He nodded several times, then clenched his teeth, hearts in his eyes and drool rolling from the corner of his mouth as the last gush was forcefully milked in by his Rashvian's viciously tight walls.

With a small whine, he collapsed onto his back, looking stunned with glassy eyes, twitching slightly from the intense orgasm. Leona hummed and rubbed at her faintly showing belly and huffed out, “I just might let you someday, my Tyler… Just remember, you're mine now… You belong to me and Junon… Us and no other…"

The ominous, possessive words sounded like the sweetest poetry to him as he sighed adoringly and nodded his head, his paw weakly moving to cup the wolf's jaw. The proud, smug look on her face as she panted in relief was a vision that sent a level of pride into his heart he never thought he would feel. “Ha… yes… let me be your Fhiel and Junon's Racha… I want nothing more from life than that…" Tyler whispered the words drunkenly as Leona just gave him an amused grin, shaking her head at just how high he was for her.

*-*

Junon's brow furrowed as she stirred and blinked a few times, coming to in Andrew's arms. Even sound asleep, she could hear her Racha's deep, contented purrs. She stared forward out the window of his quarters into the void, seeing the fleet scattered about, along with the trio of stars.

Tears formed in her mismatched eyes before she shook her head, trying to compose herself. She felt his grip strengthen gently as he hugged her closer, his thoughts coming to her mind, 'What's troubling you, Racha?'

'C-Can you sense my emotions!?' Her own thoughts came back, sounding hopeful. Of course, Andrew didn't understand why.

'Junon, I've known you for a long time. I can tell just by how you stir when you are restless or upset,' he thought back, hugging her closer.

She shivered as he drew her closer, nodding to herself as she drew her thoughts inward to just herself. It was okay, he knew her better than anyone else, their bond wasn't any less. That's what she kept telling herself.

“What weighs on you?" He whispered the words directly into her ear.

Junon took a deep breath in through her nose. If there was anyone in this universe she could talk to about this, it was him. Her mouth felt dry as she finally whispered out, “Are you familiar with Lashrey Cha Derheth?"

Andrew grew silent, as if trying to remember. Junon knew he had studied Salarian culture, but not extensively. Finally, he shook his head. She just nodded and grew silent once more.

After a few moments, she gently pulled from his arms to sit up on the side of the bed. She rested her paws in her lap as she looked out over the stars before answering, “The Bond of Dreaming… It's something that happens when two Salarians couple together sometimes. We can take our psychic bond into our sleep. They say it is a sign that the couple should consider the chains…"

“Sounds intense. Why does it come up and bother you now, Junon?" he asked gently as he sat up behind her, placing his paws on her shoulders.

“I wish I could access the data archives at Salaria-Prime…" She sighed as she hugged her knees up to her chest, looking out the window as she leaned against him.

“Talk to me, Racha… What happened?" he whispered into her ear.

She shook her head again, then sighed before answering him. “After the first time with Leona… It happened. A girl that wanted me dead, a girl I had to beat the hell out of just to listen to me! Not you, not Radolf… Not even Tyler…"

“Ah… I understand…" he said solemnly to her, but Junon just growled at his answer.

“Understand?!" She spun around to glare at him. “Andrew Nelson, how in the toth can you understand!?"

“Because…" he hissed out with folded ears.

“Because why?!" she pressed, giving him another hard glare.

He hissed and looked away. “Junon, I never felt jealous over sharing you with anyone, even when you called Radolf by Racha as well, but… How do you think I felt when you just left to find yourself?"

Her glare slowly softened before her perked ears lowered slightly. She offered a small grunt and looked away as she muttered, “Andy, you wouldn't have wanted to be around me like that. I wasn't-"

“That's not the point, Junon," he said simply before pushing a paw to brush her cheek fur. “I've accepted all the things that come with loving you, and I'll accept this. I don't need mystical doodads fastened to my ears, or prophetic dreams to know that you are a fox I'll live and die for…"

“Andrew… geeze…" She huffed and looked away, frowning as her eyes grew dewy once more. “I guess… you're right… I'd still like to know what's going on though…"

“Are you happy?" he asked.

“Uh… You mean with Leona?" She looked back at him with a frown.

“Yes. Does she make you happy? Does she treat you well?"

“Yes… We were holding one another during the pulsar stream that nearly ripped the ship apart. She said she was … preparing for death, and happy she'd at least be in my arms…" As she spoke, she pushed a paw to her chest, feeling her heart pounding as the memories of the event returned.

“And this was before you were sleeping together?" he asked. She simply gave a nod.

Andrew pushed a paw to his muzzle, rubbing his chin in thought. “You were holding her just as tight, I bet… Maybe that had something to do with it? You both had a highly emotional relationship from the get-go, but both of you had to adapt, change, and focus. Maybe… it was a bond like when you have sex, but sleeping together after the fact pushed it over the edge?"

Junon shrugged. “I mean… who knows? I was hoping to research more on Lashrey Cha Derheth, but the ship's computer archives are limited. I'd have to get hold of Salaria-Prime's database to really dig into it to see the history."

“For now… I'd say enjoy your new wolf girlfriend and just see where it takes you. We may not have all the answers, but do we really need them all the time? Discovery is half the fun, yes? Isn't that why we're out here to begin with?" Andrew offered her a disarming grin.

Junon snorted a laugh and rolled her mismatched eyes. “Yeah… I guess that's true… So you're not upset?"

“Junon… Racha… I know I'll always have a place in your heart, an important one… I'm really happy to know you've got such a trusted companion with you on your journey… Believe me when I say that I have nothing but gratitude for Leona's relationship with you, Tylers too," Andrew mewed the words with a strong, determined glare to show he was serious.

She just gave a small nod as she leaned into him, nuzzling under his jaw as they moved back into a tight embrace. She took in his scent while rubbing against his jaw. “Racha… my Racha… No matter what happens, I'd burn the cosmos away for you…"

“Please don't, some of my favorite people live there!" Andrew chuckled and hugged her nice and tight. Junon just giggled and hugged him tighter, nodding as she huffed in his scent while nuzzling.

-*United Space Federation Data Archives*-

-*USF Occam Crew Manifest #14*-

Roy Klasko:

Rank: Lieutenant

Born SD: (Age: 43) 199 July 1st

Home planet: Jupiter Orbital Colony

Species: Earthling (Equus Caballus)

Roy Klasko was born on the gas mining colony that orbits Jupiter in the Sol system. He was born to a family of Clydesdale that had spent the last two generations working on the station. His parents had never been grav-side on a habitable planet.

A late bloomer in his military career, Klasko joined the USF at thirty-six. He received exceptional marks for piloting, sensors, and navigation skills. However, his marks in diplomacy and other social-based skillsets were middling.

After finishing his tenure at the general academy, he went on to the San Francisco Officers Academy, where he further honed his Navigation skills. Klasko finished his Officer training right in time for the Rashvian conflict to conclude.

He served on the USF Sparrowhawk under Captain Ferro for three tours where he proved himself more than capable of his duties time and again. His former Captain gave him high praise for his performance on multiple occasions where he had saved the ship from potential loss or damage over hostile spacial anomalies.

The aging Sparrowhawk frigate was decommissioned upon the conclusion of his third tour. Klasko was transferred to the command of Fleet Admiral Andrew Nelson, where he served as the Astral's personal Navigator for two tours before being transferred to the USF Occam under the command of Captain Junon Topaz.

Roy Klasko has always been a soft-spoken member of any crew he was part of, having be forcefully pulled into social interactions. However, most of his fellow officers describe him as dependable, friendly, and fun to be around once he is out of his shell.

-*End Archive*-

“Y'all have been mighty hospitable, and it'll be lonely ta slide back into mah old tub, but I reckon the longer I dilly dalley, the longer y'all be waiting for some news from the Navy," Garrish sighed from his hover chair, sitting before the Admiral and a small collection of officers.

“When you return in a few months, feel free to set aside some time to stay longer, Captain Garrish, the Astral will be happy to welcome you," Andrew said politely.

“Indeed, and since you were such a big fan…" Leona walked forward, presenting a box full of baked goods for the road. The alien's solid eyes lit up with eagerness as his tentacles happily collected the box.

“Now y'all shouldn't have! I ain't complaining, mind you!" he laughed as he tucked the box onto one of the side compartments of his hover chair.

Junon frowned as she saw her Helmsman looking more and more anxious. She finally spoke out about it, “Lieutenant, is something wrong?"

Shelby hissed out and her tail stiffened before she clenched her paws together. “Ah… I've been thinking, and… I really would like to learn more about my species… I've never felt welcomed anywhere but here in the Navy, but I really want to see my people's homeworld and… I mean… I'd like permission to-"

“Now hang on little missy!" Garrish squeaked out before any of the commanding officers could speak up. Shelby turned to him with a frown as he continued, “Now, I wouldn't mind havin' a pretty little thing like you trotting about on my ship, but that just ain't gonna work. Mah ship may be a big ol' tub, but that's all fer her cargo, and there don't be no life support in the cargo bays! There simply ain't no room for me to take on a passenger."

The Half-Marvulian hissed out and averted her eyes, upset by the information.

Andrew spoke up, “Lieutenant… In our current situation… We need all the skilled personnel we can get, so losing one of our best Helmsmen would be a difficult challenge to overcome. That being said… If you truly wish to resign your tenure, I won't stop you. Once the Marvulian Navy arrives, you may speak with their own leadership about the idea, but clearly it's not in the cards at the moment."

“Understood sir, and thank you…" She sighed in acceptance.

“You hate serving under me that much, Morganna?" Junon laughed out as she put a paw on her own hip.

The purple-furred cat's ears sprang up as she mewed out, “No ma'am! I love serving under you, I just… I want to know more about my species and-"

Garrish interrupted them, “Now now little missy, I can't bring ya along, but I can certainly share mah ships database on our history and culture with ya, give ya some information to peruse when yer not workin'. How's that sound?"

“That… that sounds wonderful, thank you… cousin…" Shelby mewed out demurely.

The mouse nodded as his chair smoothly moved closer. He reached out and patted the small calico on the shoulder with his tentacle. “And sweetie, let an old military man give ya a little tid-bit of advice…" She looked to him curiously as their solid eyes met, seeming to blink in time.

He continued and spoke in a more fatherly tone, “Some of mah best times in life was in the Navy. Servin' mah kind, spendin' time with mah fellows. Don't be so quick ta toss it away. Marvulia ain't gonna be goin nowhere, she'll still be there spinning round the hole like she has been."

“Spinning around the hole?" Junon asked curiously.

Garrish nodded as he looked to the Salarian to answer her, “That's right, Captain Topaz. Marvulia, our home world, she be in a perpetual orbit between a blackhole an two other stars, one of those bein' a neutron, tha other a real dense blue one. They somehow balance and push against one another just enough, that our lil' ol' rock can stay right where it is without gettin' ripped ta shreds or evaporated!"

Junon winced at the mention of a neutron star but nodded as she rubbed her jaw before speaking in awe, “that sounds… amazing…"

“Tis a sight to behold, and I never fail ta be impressed when I come home to it! Ah, but you'll be seeing it soon enough I'm sure, cousin! So you just try ta enjoy your time with yer Navy family. An old solider like me, we'd give anything ta be back where you are right now, so you enjoy it for the two of us, ya hear?" He wagged his tentacle at the Half-Marvulian with a lopsided grin before giving her a wink.

“T-thank you… I'll keep in mind what you said, and thank you for the data to look over…" Shelby gave him a smile and a formal, respectful bow.

“Ah! Speaking of data!" Garrish looked back to Junon and Andrew as he waggled his appendage about again. “Admiral, Captain, I was goin' over the schematics y'all shared about the Occam, and let me tell you, those Salarians know their way about a starship!"

“Damn right we do!" Junon barked out proudly as she put her paws on her hips, poking her nose up smugly. Leona bit her lower lip at the display, her crimson tail wagging behind her.

“Anyhoo, I have sent on over some schematics for a similar drive field engine and sensor array like mah old tub out there has! Now I reckon, if y'all were to fabricate her up, she'd probably work just fine with that Salarian engine in there! Now it ain't gonna zip y'all about at warp five, but by gods it should at least let y'all bounce around this area a wee bit faster!"

All of them perked ears and looked at one another before settling their gazes back on the purple mouse before them. Andrew finally spoke, “just how much would a 'wee bit' be, if you don't mind me asking, Captain Garrish?"

The mouse rubbed a tentacle across his own jaw in thought then pulled up a small vid display that already had been translated into the speed calculations they typically used instead of his. “Well now, tha mass of tha Occam be a bit bigger than my old tub so we gotta account for that, but…"

A few moments of calculations passed before the results were displayed. The sensor upgrade alone could make it possible to thoroughly scan most small systems in a matter of minutes, whereas it would have taken several hours with their current technology.

The biggest improvement, though, came to the engines, which could easily quadruple their speed in warp. Shelby mewed at the display and her spaded tail flicked eagerly as she purred out, “Oooh, I'd love to get my paws on the helm going that fast… It'd be so thrilling…"

“That all sounds amazing, but how long would it take to integrate it into our ship?" Junon said to her Helmsman to calm her slightly.

“Hmm… Fabrication looks as if it could be completed easily enough, within hours even… Since we have the USF Sprocket in the fleet, we could probably even retrofit the Occam in a few days," Brox muttered as he rubbed his own jaw in thought.

“Really, Brox? Here, I expected you to start barking and snarling about protocol!" Andrew laughed out, warranting a small growl from the pomeranian.

“If I could offer ya some advice, cousin… If tha brass here says they are willing to use the tech, you and tha officers should probably look into the holo program I sent with it. It be a simulation program so ya can practice adjusting to that new speed and more importantly, tha timing ta come outta warp so ya don't slam right inta a star or planet!" Garrish laughed out with a squeak as the rest looked aghast at the prospect of it.

“W-well… You've certainly earned a place of respect and admiration here, Captain Garrish… I really can't thank you enough," Andrew mewed out as he offered a polite bow, the rest of the crew present doing the same.

“Pahhh… was just some data, not as if I'm providing materials. Y'all wanna thank me? Have some more of them pastries waiting for me when I come a calling in a few months, eh?" He showed Junon and Leona a playful grin, the two girls offering him grins of their own.

He turned back to Shelby and shook his head. “Now you take care, cousin… An' you be remembering what I said… The day's a comin' you'll long for this again, so y'all drink it all in now while ya can!"

“I promise to remember, thank you so much," she mewed with a frown.

“Well then, I think that's enough outta me, I'm ready ta get back to my delivery route!" Garrish declared as his chair hovered back several feet.

“Speed of the gods, and safe travels, Captain!" Junon barked out respectfully as she offered a formal salute. The rest of the present officers did the same as Andrew tapped his communicator and gave the order to transport.

The mouse gave a cheeky grin and slapped his own tentacle over his forehead as he faded from sight. A few minutes later, the Marvulian ship pulled from the fleet and engaged its engines before punching through its own drive bubble.

Shelby and the others had been watching from the bridge of the Astral as the ship departed. A few moments later, the calico gave a shocked mew and dropped to one knee, holding her head.

“Morganna! Are you alright?!" Junon barked out and was there on her knee, grasping the larger cat's shoulders to keep her from collapsing to the floor fully.

“Ngh… Y-yeah… Just… I think it was the sensation of the telepathic link severing… Me and Captain Garrish had been linked like that for the last few days now," she panted out, shaking her head as her vision started to return, the world no longer spinning as the pounding in her head eased.

Junon gave her a knowing nod, keeping hold of her the whole time. “That makes sense… It can happen to Salarians too if we spend a long time with a bonded partner, then suddenly leave… Just give it some time…"

“Thanks Captain… And… Sorry for earlier," she whispered as Junon held her.

“Eh? Morganna… I wasn't really offended, and I can understand why you wanted to do that… Believe me, if you still want to do that once the main fleet arrives, you have my blessing. I'll miss having you on my bridge, but I want you to do what you think is best for you, understand?" Junon whispered the words so only she could hear them. The rest of the officers stood over them with concern, but they could see that she had it under control.

“Y-you mean that, Captain? You'd miss me?" She blinked her solid white eyes up to look at Junon's mismatched ones.

“Of course I would! You're a hell of a Helmsman and the bridge wouldn't be the same without your personality! We wouldn't even be standing here had your quick actions not gotten us turned around and out of that system like you did. I doubt anyone on my ship could have controlled a torn up ship like you did, and even held her together during the warp!"

“Heh… Saying you need me to keep me around, Captain?" Shelby felt her head grow lighter again as she slumped against the fox holding her. Junon just growled and held her while she took the time to recover.

“Should we call for the med team?" Brox asked finally.

“No, no… this is just a psychic shock, Garrish probably had something similar happen once he set the ship to warp. She'll be fine in a few minutes, First Officer," Junon explained while the calico slumped on her.

Sure enough, after another minute or so, Shelby murred and shifted to move her head off Junon's chest, rubbing the side of it as she hissed out, “I'm really sorry, Captain… I just felt faint and-"

“It's fine, Morganna, never going to complain about a pretty kitty napping on my chest!" Junon barked playfully before slowly standing, holding the calico's paws to help her stand. Shelby bit her lower lip as she nodded.

'Are you on the hunt again?' Andrew's thoughts filled her mind as Junon flashed him a small smile.

'Andy, I'm just trying to help comfort Morganna, I wouldn't try to pounce on her while she was in a state like that!' Junon's thoughts filled his own mind in response.

“Feeling okay?" Junon asked as she slowly released Shelby's paws.

“Y-yes… Thank you again, Captain…" She took a few testing paces, slowly moving her head around to ensure the dizziness had passed.

“Glad you're feeling better, Lieutenant. I've got orders for the lot of you," Andrew mewed out gently as all three girls from the Occam looked upon him.

“Junon, I've already set the eggheads to analyzing the data that Garrish gave us, in the meantime, I want you and every officer under you, working on those training programs. We won't just twiddle our paws and hope for salvation, we are still here to do a job."

Junon flashed her teeth in an approving grin and offered a salute. “On your command, sir."

*-*

“Warning! Collision imminent, all hands brace for impact!" the ship's computer called out as the bridge flared under bright red lights.

“Son of a bitch!" Leona snarled and slammed her fist into the console as everything halted. The massive display on the bridge read, 'Training Exercise Failed' for the tenth time.

“Roy!" she barked out, throwing her fist in the open air before snapping her teeth and glaring at the Navigator.

Klasko threw his hoofed paws up as he snorted through his large snout. “S-Sorry, ma'am, the senor displays came in so quickly and so many contacts at once, I had trouble discerning…"

“Urgh… We almost had it that time!" she snarled and threw her paws down at her sides before stomping away from the small group of officers.

“Erm… Maybe we should take a break? We've been at this for a few hours now, ma'am…" Shelby mewed.

“No! The Admiral and the Captain are counting on us. We aren't leaving this damn holosuite until we pull this off!" Leona snarled the orders before barking out, “Computer, restart simulation!"

The bridge of the Occam reappeared once more as she barked out, “get to your positions!" The crew all took up their spots.

“Helmsman, prepare to engage warp factor three!" Leona snarled as she flopped down into the Captain's chair.

“Preparing warp drive, t-minus thirty seconds…" she mewed out pointedly.

“Ship-wide announcement!" Leona snarled as she glared over at Tyler.

Tyler barked out in practiced form, “Attention all personnel, we are engaging warp drive factor three! All personnel must find seating now. If appropriate harnesses are not available, sit directly upon the floor to minimize the chance of injury!"

“Sensors?" she grumbled.

“Warp path clear, ma'am!" Klasko spoke.

“Fine… Go on then!" She waved a paw at Shelby who nodded and pushed her paws about on the console.

“Officer required bypass initiating…" she spoke as she brought up a display window that required her to enter a personal pin. A similar one popped up for Leona and Klasko.

“Change of plans, emergency override, warp now!" Leona pulled her paw back as Klasko gave a shocked whinney, the vid screen snapping out of sight. Shelby perked her ears, mewed, and punched in her own personal override codes she had committed to memory before punching the initiate command into the console.

The ship gave a sudden jerk that made them all shift in their seats as the Occam punched through the drive bubble, the stars across the display blurring so fast now they just looked like solid streaks of light.

“Hmph… good reaction time…" Leona flashed her teeth in approval as Shelby just gave a small huff and said nothing. That had been the first time the Chief Officer had pulled that stunt on them.

A few moments passed before Leona brought up her own display, programming in a randomized system with various hazards in place. “Navigator, we'll be exiting warp soon, please ensure we have safe exit distance…" She snarled the words as she glared over at Klasko.

“Ma'am!" He rapidly sorted through the feed, adjusting the projected course before locking in the exit point.

“Helmsman, bring us in and slow us to impulse, we'll skip the shipwide message this time!" Leona waved a paw as Shelby gave a small nod.

“Exiting warp in three… two…" She initiated the command as the ship's engines slowed, the display snapping open to show the new system they were in. She hissed out as the ship was aimed right for an asteroid ring near the simulated gas giant, but the ship slowly managed to halt just in front of several large rocks floating across the bow.

“Hmph… That's what I'm talking about… Good job!" Leona barked as the whole bridge crew gave a sigh of relief at having finally completed the simulation.

The Rashvian jumped up and slammed a fist into an open paw. “Right, now let's do it again! We're not stopping until we can do this flawlessly! At least ten more times!" Everyone groaned at the orders but didn't argue as the simulation restored itself back to the starting point.

*-*

“So, what do you think of the new engine upgrades?" Junon asked while looking over the machinery with her Chief Engineer next to her.

“May I speak freely, Captain?" Talleria asked with a tilt of her head.

“Go right ahead, Tally," Junona flashed her new lover a playful grin.

The Danlazi snorted and pushed a hoofed paw to the engine that was retrofitted, looking sleek and more futuristic than it had been before. “This new tech is amazing, and it's kind of got me wet!" she trilled out with a side-grin as she glanced back at her lover.

“Wet and hard?" Junon cooed playfully as her paw came over to clap up against the deer's firm butt, making her gasp out cutely before she smiled back at her Captain.

“Y-Yes… Say uhm… Jun?" She turned to face her with a timid smile.

“What is it, Tally?" Junon then bit her lower lip as her thoughts went into the Danlazi's mind, 'Would you rather say it here?'

“Ah!" Her turquoise ears perked up before her antlers shifted to a cooler tone as she responded in her own mind, 'I really would love to have sex with you right here in Engineering some day… The idea of all the scents of the machines mingling with your own…'

Junon hummed and stepped forward, pushing a paw to her doe's chest, rising up on her footpaws to gently peck her lips. 'Tricky… but it might be doable sometime… devious little doe…'

“Ah! I- I'm sorry… Just uhm…" She fidgeted and then huffed as Junon pushed a paw to her lips to cut her off.

“Don't, Tally… I like it… But you know… we won't have time right now obviously…" Junon gave her an apologetic smile.

“O-Obviously not… I just uhm… I've not seen you much since we got back to the fleet… I- I uhm… missed you…" the Danlazi said demurely, her eyes looking cute as the Salarian cooed and hugged her right up.

“Then tell you what… Once we're underway, you come to my quarters after our shifts, I'll make it up to my doe… You can even stay the sleep cycle… sound good?" Junon growled as she lifted a paw, scratching under the doe's jaw as Talleria shuddered from her touch. Talleria gave a quick little nod as she bit her lower lip, her purple eyes showing faint hearts for her Captain.

“I- I'd really love that, Jun…" She gave an adorably shy grin as the Salarian hugged her right up, their muzzles drawing closer before the smaller fox pushed into a deep, eager kiss with her Chief Engineer, not caring if they were within range of the ship's cameras or not.

Their tongues flicked and explored, the doe sighing adoringly as she hugged closer to her Captain. Both of their ears perked as a ping sounded from the main door about to open, each disengaging with a disapproving huff as it slid open to allow one of Talleria's junior officers to step through.

“I should get back to the bridge, we'll be due to enter warp soon." Junon tapped her lovers nose and growled playfully, “You better have me at one hundred, Chief, Engine, eer~" She cooed as she spun on her heel and trotted away, hiking her tails to flash her perky rear at her new doe, grinning as she heard the gaspy little trill.

“Y-yes ma'am!" Talleria awkwardly saluted behind her as the doors slid closed to the Engineering bay.

Junon strutted out onto the bridge with a hum as she flashed her teeth to Tyler, then Leona. Both her lovers gave her salutes before Leona called out, “Captain on the bridge!"

The whole of her bridge crew stood and offered salutes, and she returned them before speaking out, “As you were… How are we looking?"

“All preparations are ready, ma'am! Diagnostics from Engineering are showing one hundred across the board!" Klasko answered.

“Helmsman, do we have the yellow star's coordinates plotted out?" Junon asked while taking a seat in her Captain's chair.

“Ma'am! Coordinates are set. We have an ETA of approximately two and a half cycles!" Shelby mewed out.

Junon whistled at that and shook her head. “Hard to believe… before that trip would have taken us nearly two weeks!" She looked out over her bridge proudly before asking, “Are any of you even slightly unconfident in your abilities to handle the new warp and sensors? Say so now, and we will take more time to practice! I'd rather delay a few more days if so, and I sincerely will not hold it against any of you if you need more time!"

Silence fell across the bridge as no one answered, then Leona spoke out, “Captain, I have the utmost confidence all of our officers are prepared."

“Hm hm… Very good, First Officer!" Junon casually lifted her paw as she gave her orders, “Helmsman, Navigator, prepare for warp factor one. Upon leaving the system, we will gradually build to factor two, then three… Security Chief, please announce our departure to the crew!"

“Ma'am!" Tyler barked out then activated the comms, “all personnel, please prepare for warp. Please find the nearest seat. I repeat; please prepare for warp!"

“We'll be the first USF vessel to ever travel at such speeds… All of you drink this in, we're making history here!" Junon barked out excitedly as she thrust her paw out.

“Heh… I hadn't thought about it like that…" Leona mused as she rubbed her jaw.

“Mhm! Anyway… how are we looking, Helmsman?" Junon asked eagerly.

“We can go on your orders, Captain!" Shelby mewed out.

Junon showed her sharp teeth in a smug grin and flicked her paw forward, “Engage!"

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