"Boy." Grand Pa had somehow invaded my dreams.
"BOY" No, Grand Pa was in my room. He just growled.
"Took you long enough. Take off that silly pink thing. We're going."
I took off my favorite night gown and socks reluctantly. I then joined my very naked Grand Father out front. "It's a good night to run, boy, you won't have too many left before you have to choose a mate."
"Grand Pa if you know I'm a girl why do you call me Boy all the time?" I popped my neck and sighed as my spine cracked.
"Because I didn't raise no sissy, and your mate will know that." He said from his crouch.
I looked at the sky, the clouds cleared just enough to show the moon. I felt its pull, then dropped into my cougar as Grand Pa bounded into the woods.
I roared at the feeling of her shining on me. It was a good night to run.