"Ok" i ponder about what is to happen
"Paying respects to the godess like Athena. Performing protection spells and new life spells."
"You look like you need something though!"
"I not sure what I need really" I sat there thinking what to do next
"Since I am finished for the evening, would you like to walk with me back to my place?"
"Might as well I might as well see what your doing" I said getting up
*Places her bag across her shoulder.* "Okay, as long as you can keep up."
"Oh I can keep up all right" I follow you
*Heads back home with her new friend in toll.* "Here's my house."
I look around the house "looks neat I guess"
"Glad you like it. Been living here a long time."
"I can probably guess" i said looking around "so what you do when your not practicing spells?"
"When I am not practicing spells, I'm either making potions or knitting/crocheting/sewing. Arts and crafts are my thing."
"What'd your recent made potion?" I asked
Name: Squeaks
Race: Rat anthro, very rat-like,
Age: 19 years old
Description: 4' 6" tall, lightly build, rough and dirty appearance, shirt is too small by intention
Pregnancy: 5 months long (looks 8 months due to small size)
Info: feral/homeless anthro
It was the night before garbage day, and Squeaks was doing his weekly "recycling" rounds. He always made sure to leave the trash as clean as he found it, if he did it right, no one would even know that he was there. Squeaks was surprised by the nice things some people threw away, especially in nice neighborhoods like this one. The house was owned by an alleged witch, but Squeaks had never found anything enchanted items in her trash. Or maybe he did, and just did not recognize them.
While carefully sorting through her garbage, Squeaks heard the barking of a large dog. He turned to see an angry pit bull. Squeaks hissed back, and bared his teeth. He never carried any weapons or a knife, only a small pair of scissors, the police always assumed the worst about him. His rodent incisors could do more damage than a knife anyway. The dog barked loudly, while Squeaks hit two metal trash can lids together in an attempt to scare the dog away.
"Like potions that can turn a dog into a human. Wolf's Bane to prevent from changing on a fullmoon, a potion that helps men become pregnant. Potions that change people."
"Wait did you say a potion that can allow men to be pregnant?" I asked as I heard a noise outside "did you hear something?"
The dog was not scared, and continued to bark at Squeaks. "HELP!" he yelled, as prepared to fight the dog. Normally, Squeaks would not be scared, the dog was probably stronger, but animals were predictable enough to outwit. However, in his current condition, he was in no shape for combat. He tried throwing sand at the dog's face, but it instinctively jumped back, avoiding all of it.
"Come on" I said going to the alley and kicking the dog "beat it mutt!"