Snow
Sitting at the dinner table surrounded by the king and queen of werecats and their cubs was a little nerve wrecking. Especially at the beginning when the king asked when I was gonna move in.
Everything was happening so fast, I wasn't able to process one thing before something else surfaced. At first, I had no clue what to say in response, but Lance quickly came to my rescue. I appreciated that more than he could have possibly known.
After that, Lance's siblings asked me several questions, but they were all polite about it. I became nervous again when they asked what kind of werecat I was, but the queen had no problem blurting out that I was a witch.
It was at that moment, I realized my error. I forgot to grab more of the elixir that hides my witchy scen
