Starling Witch

Chapter 1

"Woof! Woof!"

"Ooh Bella go lay down with your brother Otis and leave Melody alone."

Bella whines before leaving the gray tabby cat be and plopping down next to Otis, her smaller but older canine brother.

"You know melody doesn't like to play that way." I go on while adding chicken to the boiling pot. "It's bad enough you torture the poor house mice."

I hear Bella huff in her usual pouty way from behind me. Without looking back I say "Don't worry, your dinner will be ready soon enough."

From the corner of my eye I see a shimmer of light. I quickly turn to see a bright blue light figure, like the shape of a great, big tall man, that expands into a golden light.

"You scared me Michael!" I snap finally taking in a breath.

Sorry young one, but I have an important message.

I turn my focus back on cooking my dogs food, since staring directly at Michael sometimes hurts my eyes.

When do you not?
I reply snarkily in my mind.

I suddenly see an image of a middle finger in my minds eye, which makes me laugh.

Ok ok. What's up?
I give in.

Someone is looking for you, I want you to let him find you. You will be safe.

I furrow my brows in confusion.

I thought I was meant to be in Hermit mode for at least 6 months to a year, it hasn't even been 3 months.

I see a mental image of shoulders shrugging followed by...

You know energy is always shifting the future isn't 100% certain.

I turn to squint at the bright figure in my living room.

Well how will I know when I'm sensing the one you're speaking of?
I question him while proceeding to cross my arms in front of me.

You'll be able to sense him once he's close by.

And with that, Michael's light fades from the room as I blow the hair from my face with an exhale of frustration.

"Always with the sensing, why can't I just get an alert or hear a bell? Nooo that would be too obvious, too easy..."

I mumble aloud to myself, groaning with annoyance, as my two dogs crawl out from their typical hiding spots whenever Michael appears. Out of all my energetic friends, his frequency emits one of the brightest lights, being an angel and all, it makes sense.

"Well, it can't be helped. We better prepare ourselves for this mystery guest." I say to my doggos, lovingly petting the tops of their heads.