little black cat that would come to collect spirits and souls from the field? No, of course not. This is our first time meeting. We had a familiar that belonged to the Dubois. He would mostly oversee the fields but to me? He was my first and only pet that could talk. I loved Rufus down to the bone,” she exclaimed with her arms hugging her own body tight. “My mother thought it was weird that I was so infatuated with this cat who was essentially a grown ass man, but he was like an uncle to me. Uncle Rufus. Now,
