07-21-2013, 06:16 PM
Gwen saw Evander wave at her. She thought about where she'd seen him, and remembered. He'd given Greymalkin a stroke, and the cat had purred. If her familiar liked Evander, then he must be nice. Perhaps she'd get to know him better this year, Gwen thought. She waved back with her free hand, her night bag dangling from the arm.