Felix scampered over to Aaron, looking curiously at the page, his ears flopping around excitedly.
"Really?" Henry asked, rushing over to glance at the page. "I thought Felix was a one-of-a-kind deal, since I've never seen anything like him. Do you know anything about Felix's kind? You'd think he'd tell me, since he never shuts up about anything, but most of the time he's just reminding me about finding my destiny."
Felix stared up, giving Henry a half-reproachful, half-playful scowl before resuming climbing onto Aaron's shoulder.
"You're a lucky guy, Aaron," Henry joked. "Felix doesn't usually take well to strangers."
Henry glanced toward the sky, hearing a faint melodic giggling resounding in the air. Shielding his eyes from the sun, he saw what looked to be a small girl with wings. Bewildered, he came up with a snappy one-liner to introduce himself to the stranger.
"And what fairy tale did you fall out of?" Henry asked.