Lambo—Crazy Testing Drive

Parker had just slid into the Lambo's leather seat, the engine thrumming like a predator waking from hibernation when—

Shift.

A pool of shadows darkened beneath him. Cold tendrils stretched from under the pedals, coiling up, and then—Ere.

Her silvery eyes glowed faintly as she materialized from the darkness, perched smugly between his legs. Soft cloth-shaded fur, sleek and unnatural, rippled as she tilted her head, her voice soft but pointed.

"Going somewhere... Master?"

Parker arched a brow. "What the hell, Ere? Get out of there. I almost stepped on you."

She blinked slowly, tail curling in amusement. "You were about to leave without me. We had a deal, remember? I don't do abandonment."

He exhaled, resting his wrist on the wheel. "It's just a drive. You're a cat, not my co-pilot."