Project Relocation

By Lena Karynn Tesla

From the cold of empty space to the heat of the Egyptian desert.

They have consumed their own world, leaving nothing but an empty waste. Now they're on the search for a new home for their feline race.

Jara and Maghamir are on a mission to explore a newly discovered planet, only to find it already inhabited. With the help of a new friend, these feline explorers must attempt to blend into the culture of the strange, hairless creatures know as humani.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lena Karynn Tesla
• Release date: Jul 10, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463222942

Lena Karynn Tesla

Lena Karynn Tesla is a homeschool graduate with a passion for the written word. She writes speculative fiction as a way to release the worlds and adventures that stir in her heart and mind. Lena currently lives in the Green Mountains of New England with her two adorable cats.

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Project Relocation

CATEZIAN EXPLORER 26 to Exploration 68 Commander. Come in.

Ex68 Commander to Cat26. What do you have to report?

I've landed on the foreign planet 611. So far no sign of life. Over.

What is the terrain?

I'm currently on a barren waste. Temperatures approaching hostile to life. No water in sight. I'll take a look around.

Be careful, Cat26. Report immediately if there appear to be any life forms. Don't hesitate to call in reinforcements.

Roger that. Will do, Commander. Over and out.

Jara quickly analyzed the sensors on his dashboard. Oppressive heat. No nearby water. No nearby life forms. Breathable air.

The last one made him pause, startled. He hadn't expected there to be oxygen on this strange planet. Bringing up the air analysis with a quick swipe of his paw, he was shocked to find that the air here was ideal for supporting life. Now if they could only find water, perhaps this could be the perfect location for their relocation mission.

Flipping up the lid of his small spacecraft, Jara cautiously peered out. His whiskers twitched as he glanced to and fro, searching for any sign of a possible threat. He stepped out onto the sand. The heat of the ground scorched his paws. He removed the mouthpiece of his oxygen tank, and took an experimental gulp of air. It felt good to breathe freely again. Leaving the tank of oxygen behind him, he slung his emergency pack across his back, slipped on protective boots, and headed out into the desert. He stalked purposefully through the sand, keeping the sun always at his back. He periodically checked his pawheld device, hoping to see some signs of water or life forms nearby, but every time he came up with nothing. Finally, the sun set behind him, and the blazing heat was gone, replaced with a growing chill as the last remnants of the sun's heat radiated off