"A mouse."
"No."
"Why not?"
"It's overdone."
"Some other rodent, then."
She sighed and fixed the raven with a hard look. Gale blinked and cocked his head.
Nixie decided to ignore him, focusing on the dilemma before her. A moment of thought--then, rearing up onto her hind legs to place her paws on the edge of the bassinette, she touched her nose to the kit's round cheek.
"My gift to you, daughter of my mistress," she purred, "is that you shall never hunt alone."
Gale scoffed. "That's all?"
Their witch's kit smiled in her sleep.
Nixie nodded. "It's enough."
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M. Darrow
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