1Unicorn-on-the-cob

"Would you have really left with them? The Maddogs, I mean?" Stormblaze's voice broke the relative stillness of their surroundings. It’d been an hour since they and the Maddogs had parted ways. Stiffening up, Antoine cast his gaze down at the ground. "I'm not upset," Stormblaze quickly said. "As we both said before, we were angry with each other at the time. I merely ask out of curiosity." "I… I am not really knowing." Antoine answered truthfully. "But I do know I would have found myself missing your company." "Well, I'm glad that you did not leave. I would have missed you too." "Gentlemen, might I request a moment of your ti

      When Harry was small, his daemon was constantly changing shape, just like any other child’s. A mouse hiding shyly in his hair one moment, a kid goat spiritedly bounding alongside him across the lawn the next. Or a bright-eyed robin perched on his shoulder. When Harry had turned sixteen, she finally settled, again, just like every child’s. But as a dog, much to Norman’s great disappointment. Norman just couldn’t understand it. Dogs simply were not meant for Osbornes. No one in the family had ever had a daemon who settled as dog before. His Astrakan was a big cat, a mountain lion. Even his bastard of a father had