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She probably thought that she had found him. However, it was he who had found her. That is, if seeking her directly could be claimed a discovery.
He did not rub it in. There was no need.
Like the others, she was going to learn at her own pace. Humans could not be hurried. Not even those with above average affinity.
So he waited. Stared. Rubbed against her. Swished his tail. Licked his paws.
Magic lessons.
From her familiar.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Familiar in 79 words
Na'ama Yehuda 
A bewitching tail! Nice one Na’ama.
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LOL! Love tall tail tales! 😉
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Hah! Love it. And so like a cat… well done, Missy!
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😀 Them cats are who them are, eh? 😉
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That they are!
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Meow! 😉
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🙂
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🙂
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F A B U L O U S!!!
💖💖💖
Adele Ryan McDowell, Ph.D.
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🙂 Yay! 🙂
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I adore this, Na’ama! How wonderful to receive such a visit 🙂 I love that you told it from the familiar’s point of view. Lovely short sentences too, and the way it ended:
“Magic lessons.
From her familiar.” ❤
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🙂 Thank you, Sunra, so glad you liked! 🙂 (also, many cats don’t mince words … ;))
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Well done, Na’ama. It is magic, isn’t it?
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A’ course it is! 😉
Thanks, Bill!
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I love this origin story of a familiar and his student!
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Thanks, Michael! Glad you liked it! 🙂
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