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Trash griffins were pint-sized griffins with the head, chest, and front feet of a pigeon, and the body, back legs, and tail of a raccoon.
I know better than to be brash and emotional. It is why I was so much more powerful than my own family, who were already at an impossible strength. Being in control is what has gotten me this far. Breaking that control for a small cat is stupid, no matter how pleased wild magic is about it.
If you wanted me to come running to you every time I see you, you should have gotten a dog.
“Already trying to recruit my cat for your Dale Carnegie cult?”

