The cat then climbed back up the stairs with a warm glass have milk. For that what was he was craving for that night. His thoughts were interrupted by the loud human like whimpering in the room he shared with the teenage girl. The cat crept inside the room finding the girl in discomfort. Sweat pouring from her face. Tears in the corner of her eyes. The cat sighed as he sat down the glass of milk on the bed stand. Then he jumped on her bed. Then went under the covers. Gently playing with her hair humming softly to calm her down in her dreams. He felt sorry for her. And not just because of her dreams. It's not easy being a half witch. And the only ones to help her are her full witch aunts who seem to never to agree on anything and are desperate for love. And a normal person who makes since but has no magic to help the girl. Then there was the cat. Himself. Punished to spend his life as a magical feline. Not that it was so bad actually. To be quite frank he kinda enjoyed being the family cat. Not that he would admit it. Someone has to help the girl and also show her a good time and be there for her if things get hairy so to speak. The cat vowed he would be their for his friend's daughter like on uncle so to speak. So with that though. That's that. By that time with the cats thoughts the girl fell back into a peaceful slumber. The cat decided to sleep on her bed tonight. Like a loyal family cat should. Though won't change. He knew that. He will cause a bit of trouble. Be a little crafty. And do what he does. But he will always be there for his girl. Always. He went to the bed stand and the cat downed the milk and went back under the covers.
"How ironic the half witch turned me into a real soft wizard's cat….That's my girl." The cat said with a chuckle as he then fell asleep.