In a quiet park corner of a bustling city on Owai-6 the Xero designated X-109, better known as Oliver, nestled comfortably in a space between various shrubs and curled up for a nap. You’d have been forgiven for completely missing him if you were strolling on by, owing to his leaf-esque green fur effectively camouflaging him amongst the shrubs’ foliage. Oliver preferred it this way though, perfectly content to rest undisturbed amongst the shrubs and drift off...
