Photo credit: Fiona Macintosh
Panaik padded in, his fur mangy and muddy.
Aouda wiped his disguise clean with a shimmering touch.
“Thanks,” he thought-said, slurping his water.
“Did you overhear anything?”
“They’ll be at the Garrandae, tomorrow. The whole gang.”
She scratched behind his ear, distracted. “Good spy.”
Panaik tilted his head. “Are you really going? After what happened last time?”
Aouda took a few deep breaths, imagined responding calmly and rationally to whatever she saw there. “Now that I’m prepared, yes.”
That stupid brother of hers. When would he learn how dangerous it can be to surprise a witch, even on her birthday?
Word count: 100. This was inspired by Sammi Cox’s Month of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 21 – Write a story in 25 words about an animal. Obviously this is not 25 words: sorry Sammi! In my defense, Sammi broke her own rules in a recent story and said, I quote, “Rules are made to be broken, Joy.” I rest my case. Even so, I was trying to keep it to 50 and obviously failed miserably. Oops!
You may remember Aouda and Panaik from a previous story, check it out here: A Familiar Dog.