davin: (cutie pie)
Davin Kavanagh ([personal profile] davin) wrote 2015-09-22 01:30 am (UTC)

"Hey, judge him not by his size, but by the content o' his character," Davin says with a laugh, and the fox lets out a sharp yip as it nuzzles up under Davin's chin. He looks down at the kit thoughtfully and lets his palm glide down his back, scratching at the base of his tail.

"Familars have magic of their own," Davin tells her, stroking his fingers down the fox's tail and watching as they spark. His sparks are blue, and the fox's are almost purple and barely visible at all. "There's more t'them than meets the eye. He'd do a better job o' protectin' me than ya think."

He looks down at the fox with a wry sort of smile. "Better late than never, aye little guy?"

At Mira's question he looks up and laughs a little. "A big ginger cat named Flannery. He doesn't really like anyone but my gran, but he's smart as hell. I swear he understands every word ya say. He's the only familiar I've ever met before now."

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