TITLE: Cakewalk into Purgatory
GENRE: YA Urban Fantasy
Bliss’s evening didn’t really begin to suck until she remembered that she’d forgotten to brush her tail. The guard hairs stuck out at odd angles, and the skin underneath itched from accumulated dandruff. Worse, she’d somehow managed to sit on the end in her nervousness. The tip was beginning to fall asleep, prickling with the uncomfortable sensation of pins and needles.
The human peered at Bliss with concern when she turned over her shoulder to glare at her tail for the sixth time. “Is something wrong with your scarf?” he asked, “It’s very trendy.”
Bliss caught the end of her tail in her hand before it twitched. “Oh, um, it’s nothing,” she assured him with a nervous giggle as she patted her “scarf” back into place around her hips. “I noticed I was sitting on it. That’s all.” She flashed him a toothy grin and instantly regretted it. No doubt fear chilled the human to the bone as soon as he saw the sharp incisors jutting out of her gums…
The human squinted under in the dim lighting of the café and leaned back in his chair. “Well, moving on,” he said, his eyes not leaving her teeth. Bliss closed her mouth with a snap. “I’m David Atherton, the manager of Brick World Café.” He held his hand out, and Bliss shook it.
“Bliss Vulpie,” she introduced herself, “Violinist.” She smiled again, this time without opening her mouth.