No she belongs to no one, she is only half Harman and is dominated by the magic of her father. I will not have her learning little magic tricks when her potential is so much greater. In the wrong hands and without proper guidance she'll go astray. Quaint licked a paw daintily. Besides I've put too much effort into her already.
Never glanced between the old woman and the cat with growing unease. 'Well you call me Jay all the time.' He whispered from the corner of his mouth.







