### Shadow & the Quartermaster The cascading drool of Shadow's slobbery welcome twinkled on Leo's nose. "See! He's a delight!" screeched Tinker. "'Course I am! 'Course I am!" barked Shadow. "And now I'm an honorary kitty too, right? Right, Tinker? Always wanted to be!" "No!" hissed everyone except Leo. "Fine," growled Leo, holding up a paw. "I'll brook no argument! I am the captain, after all!" "What am I?" whimpered Shadow. "What do I do? What's my job? If I don't have a job, Master Kae says—" "Master... Yes, that's it! You'll be the master-at-arms!" yowled Leo, pleased with himself. "Speaking of masters, we'll need a quartermaster, too, right?" asked Shenanigans. "Sadie's always getting pets from those robed people wandering in the ravine below her territory. And quarters are like shelters on a boat, right?" Leo agreed this logic was infallible, and the crew began their long trek to the opposite corner of the strand.