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It all made sense. What didn't make sense was the fact that I was one too. Could I really be? Could I really be able to change into a cat or into a raven? I felt as if I was dreaming. I even pinched myself to see if I would wake up. I didn't. “What about the ravens? Which of you can change into a raven?” “None of us here can, sweetheart. Your great-grand-father could though. He was a great man and a great raven,” said Meredith. “What about my father... could he?” I asked suddenly thinking that perhaps that's what happened. He escaped Vivian by changing into a bird, but apparently, I was wrong because according to Gabriel, he was never able to either. “We usually find out around the age of seventeen or eighteen. If it hasn't happened by the time we're twenty, it tends to mean that it's