Familiar

    I rubbed my hands together and exhaled a smokey white cloud. Today's the day. My birthday.... I shivered at the thought, my excitement slowly spreading throughout my body, warmth leaking into my joints. I felt judgemental eyes on my back, waiting, their hot steaming breath filled with hesitant disappointment. I wouldn't let this dampen my spirit.
  I removed my gloves and quickly stuffed them in my back pocket. Spreading my hands out, I closed my eyes and visualized power trickling from my body into my frozen fingers. It was a strange numbing feeling as my fingers filled with life. Holding my breath, I opened my eyes.
  "Aaaaaaaaah." An amused chorus of awe came from the crowd. I stole a small glance behind me, several of my family members were praying, hands clasped together tightly. I turned my attention back on hands. Thin, blue tinted strings of magic flowed from my fingers and started to take shape. I bit my lip and stared at the mess of strange blue string, silently willing it to be something magnificent. I blinked, and there it was. My familiar.
  It had long slender legs, a lean muscular body, and a thick neck. Large horns protruded from it's head, reaching out like ancient branches toward the sun. A buck. Although the bright color faded, the massive deer still had a blue hue to it. It had a thin layer a corse brown fur, stretched tight over lean muscles and smooth bone. It's intelligent eyes bore into the crowd, no emotion rising in it's eyes. It was mine.