By The Pricking of My Thumb...

“Stop that.” She said gently and received a small disgruntled huff in response before he quickly patted her fur smooth again.  He almost appeared as tall as her and his small brown eyes shone with a masked ferocity from behind his black face, but he had said nothing. Lilith had come home but had chosen to delay seeing her father and family again for the time being. She and her familiar had constructed a plan together, and had already begun to set it in motion.