Season 2, Episode 5

Spitfire felt so over-clothed. He was not thrilled with his skin-tight snowsuit. It wasn't because it was ugly. He was sure Guru, who was taking up the rear of their little band of stupidity, had his eyes focused on how nice it displayed the no-fur's backside. That was a plus.

But the thing was so damn scratchy on the inside and hot and sticky. He looked forward to peeling it off or better yet getting someone strong and sexy and Blonde-furred to do it.

That was the next aggravation. Guru. Big, dumb, yummy Guru. How could a tom that delicious, that fit, be so infuriatingly weird about sex? Spitfire tried to comfort himself by thinking that Guru just needed training, that's all. But that wasn't going to be happening anytime soon.

And this whole bull about not using their powers unless it was absolutely necessary rubbed him the wrong way. Being a no-fur, no one was going to listen to him even though he felt this whole enterprise was ill-contrived.

"Coul