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Molly had liked being a cat, for the most part. It had been interesting to see things from that perspective, and he'd rather enjoyed that people were quite willing to lavish attention and ear-pets!

But what he hadn't been especially thrilled with? Was how difficult it was to communicate, aside from a scarce few. And the lack of opposable thumbs had meant there was plenty he couldn't do without help.

So back to normal he was happy to go back to drawing cards- while it wasn't unusual to find the tiefling taking over a corner of a bar or a cafe, or something of the sort, he'd decided to go right back to his roots this time, coat spread out like a tapestry, one he plunked down on, tail flicking back and forth behind him as he was easily shuffling his well-worn deck between slim fingers, red gaze flicking over those who passed.

If someone was familiar, or just looked like they'd be fun to talk to? He'd be piping up. "Come friend, have a seat! Keep a troublemaker company! Or maybe you'd like said troublemaker to draw a card or two for you?"

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"Frumpkin here is only a cat by choice," Molly clarified, lifting an arm to let the cat pad in between them, stroking the little furry back, earning an arch from the feline. "He's a friend's familiar. Some manner of Fey creature, but he prefers this shape."

"I know of familiars. Frumpkin has chosen one of the most common forms familiars are shown in, especially for a witch." She waves to Frumpkin. "Shall I treat you as one treats a cat? You seem to enjoy being pet."

"His wizard likes cats so I think that's part of it. That and he's a sucker for ear rubs."

At the mention of one of his favorite things, Frumpkin's aforementioned ears perked and he peered at Lysandra with an inquisitive meow.

She rubs her hands together quickly before extending one to Frumpkin to have a sniff at. "Come here, dear thing. I've raised all kinds of wondrous animals, including ones like you."