Mavis II

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Mavis smoothed her short platinum blonde hair down. Her emerald cloak could only do so much to conceal herself. She had also brought along her most important supplies. A silver talisman to ward off evil, a Babylon candle, and a few supplies including elder's root and nighshade poison.

She was standing in a busy town square around her double decker wooden houses all around her with signs out front ranging from Monkey sellers to a silk warehouse. Several people were staring at her like she was a circus freak, probably because of her eyes, but she didn't care less. She was free.

With her pocket money from her entire life, she rushed into a boutique selling exotic pets, maybe she could get a companion for the trip. All around her cats dangled in cages hanging from the ceiling, brightly colored birds flapped around the room, and a few golden monkeys scampered around. Mavis pulled back her hood and let the door click behind her, hearing the little rusted bell clink. But she could hear more than that. She could her every single heartbeat in the room, she could hear every single breath, every single conversation outside. She wailed and sank to the floor, the young woman running the boutique scurried over.

"Miss? Miss are you all right?" She asked worriedly, with a gentle hand on her shoulder.

Mavis gasped as the noise subsided.

"I- i'm fine." she spluttered, and looked into the seafoam eyes of the sales clerk.

The clerk gasped.

please pick me., a black cat with yellow eyes said.

"Do you hear that?" Mavis asked the clerk, who was trembling with fear.

"N-no, miss?" the clerk laughed a little too loudly.

PICK ME! I know where you need to go.

Mavis felt her heart pounding in fear, her eyes as wide as the black cat's.

"Um, it was nothing. How much for that cat?" Mavis asked praying there wasn't a quake in her voice.

"30-30 pence miss." the clerk was growing white.

Mavis noticed her hands shaking as she pulled out her coin purse, and watched it fill with pence. A smug smile played across her face as she tossed three 10 gold pence at the terrified clerk.

She grabbed the cat's cage and strutted out the door to spend some hard earned cash.

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