I told Piku, staring off in the other direction so I didn’t have to see him roll his eyes or cringe. He had a way of pulling me back to reality when my mind started off on a road that made no sense, but right now, I didn’t want to be pulled back. I truly thought that I might be one of those vile things. When he didn’t respond, I glanced down to my left side but he wasn’t there. “Piku?” I whipped around. The white tiger sat stoic with his head tilted as the breeze ruffled his fur. He used those beady eyes to stare at me. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” “That comment is so far out in left field, I’m not sure I even remember what you said.” “I’m serious.” “What in the name of the land of Golth would make you think that you’re a witch?” “First of all, why am I able to actually communicate with you? Humans can’t do that. Why can I?
