Toddler than that of a cat trying to balance. Bastille was still a bundle of purring softness, but he could nowĪt least walk on his back legs, overall shape of his body more like a young ![]() This.” As it was, familiars always took on human qualities - whether by choice Weren’t for me making you my familiar, you would look quite terrifying like Hooked around her own as he looked at the paste curiously.Īdrina teased, leaning over to brush a kiss against his head. Adrina threw out her arm to stable him, laughing as his arms Basil and her impeccable taste?”Īnswered her, Adrina glancing down to where Bastille, formly nothing more thanĪ starved, stray black cat, crawled up her desk before standing on his back “What do you think, Bastille? Thinks it’s readyįor Mrs. Soon everything was ground down into a smooth, pleasant-smelling paste thatĪdrina took in with a soft sigh. The mortar and pestle, “Let’s see… Tulip petals, spring water, and… Ah, St. Through glass bottles that knocked together and tinkled pleasantly faded off asĪ vial of spring water was added next, a soft murmur mixing with the grind of ![]() Seven petals floated down to rest in her mortar. Tulip petals slipping through her fingers, Adrina watched carefully as the Unfortunately for her, one of those poor decisions comes Summary: Adrina is a simple cottage witch with regrettable friends who Send 3 emojis to my askbox and I’ll come up with a story premise/plot based on themĮnjoy reading my original writing? Consider buying me a coffee on Ko-Fi under the name ibelieveinahappilyeverafter to keep more stories coming!
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