My Exploding Cat

Just stories and drawings really, no actual fissile felines.

Chapter 8

The creature looked. It saw… magic. Fiery magic. It couldn’t see the body on the carpet, but it could see the form, the magic in the shape of a faerie’s body, without the wings…

It dismissed the form as some new faerie. But that didn’t make sense to it. This wasn’t faerie’s magic. It was fiery magic, magic to fight with, not to be used for a faerie’s purposes. It didn’t fit faerie’s purposes.

Everyone knows that all magical creatures can “see” magic, and some think it vitally important, because it may be the only way for a new magic creature to see what species they are.

It was confused. What is this? it asked itself.

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