[color=fff79a]"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that."[/color] Catarina started wiping her bowl and spoon clean before putting them away. While she doesn't really know much about magical animals, Catarina could understand the pain of losing a pet. She used to have a dog that her father raised to guard the camp. But to Catarina it was always her puppy, even after it grew big enough reach her waist while on all fours. He died one day during a particularly bad battle, where the enemy managed to reach their camp. He took out two knights before he was impaled on a knight's lance. [color=fff79a]"If you don't mind me asking Alyssa, where did your learn magic? You don't really strike me as the type who'd apply for a mage college or surround herself with dusty tomes. I mean, I'm also assuming you're a wizard and not a sorcerer, too."[/color]