The Silver Vixen has met up with other member of her coven and they are flying in formation towards Farnham where they will terrorise the locals with their low-level acrobatics as they swoop in to the local fabric exhibition. Urban-cub is helping Loopy-Lou move flat... and so the Gorse Fox is left to his own devices.
Unfortunately his own devices are work. Today will be spent writing up and formalising the appraisals begun in December. Starfleet has now signed off the assessments and the Gorse Fox is commanded to divulge the assessments to his team.
He suspects that this will be a slow exercise as he is fighting off a cold and his head feels as if filled with cotton-wool.
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