Summoned
The savannah cat stepped back, looking critically at the sigil he'd drawn on the floor, chalk griped tightly as he compared it to the drawings and books on his desk.
Learning Acceptance
Ugh, he's a huge asshole but why couldn't i be born with his savannah-cat figure? "hi." i quickly brushed past dad, trying my best not to touch him. as i trampled up the stairs, i heard mom and dad talking about me.