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I wish I could draw like this. The drawing makes me feel oddly nostalgic too for a reason, didn’t have a fox though (but I did have a doggo that would walk with me like that)
“And that’s when I realized was a witch.”
Legitimately, this feels straight out of the book I’m currently reading (listening to) “the Grace of Wild Things,” where orphan Grace who has a crow familiar is trying to find a witch to teach her how to be a witch.


