Reaper caws and taps his beak on the window. ‘Next time, you need to take me with you, Luna. You can’t just leave your familiar behind. It’s dangerous,’ Reaper mind-links.
‘The other witches didn’t take their familiars with them. So, I don’t see what the big deal is?’
‘It’s a big deal, now let me inside… please,’
I open the window, and he flies toward me. He calms the moment he lands on my shoulder. His beak is pressed against my nose as I turn my face, and his eyes stare into mine.
‘Reaper, what the heck?’ I say.
‘There is something different about you. Did something happen at Pandora’s Box?’
‘No Reaper, nothing happened,’ I frown.
‘I thought I sensed something odd whilst you were in Pandora’s Box. I was worried something had happened to you?’
'Reaper, nothing ha
