He felt a small twinge of envy toward the girl and her raven, his father had said he was too young to have one, but it seemed the girl already had one, could his father have been wrong? “Oh wait! I forgot! A familiar has to be like you too, but not just in personality.” He added quickly. “Like my dad’s a king, and his familiar is a queen.” He said firmly, adding a nod for emphasis. “And my dad says he’s like lightning, and she’s like lightning too, because she’s fast and her venom burns like fire.” He grinned, far beyond just holding onto some small hope that she could have been wrong and straying into boasting on his father’s behalf.
She asked what kind of familiar he wanted and he faltered, taken by surprise. “Well…I dunno. My brother says I look like a possum but I think he’s just being mean.” He said then tilted his head as he pondered the question. “I think I’m like a cat! Smart and sneaky, and dangerous!” He said with a playful and almost purrlike growl.
