My Life as a Salamander Chapter 7

Samantha went and sat on the chair indicated by the woman . It was right next to her . Sam put me down next to her chair . The woman loomed over me . " It would seem you finally succeeded in getting a familiar" she said . " I can smell the oil on it from here . Salamander?"

From where I was I couldn't see much . Sam turned her head to face the woman . " Yes Mother . Though I still need to sign a contract with it first . " (So this woman is her mother . . . ) I thought . ( That would make the man her Father and those two boys her brothers) . I heard the mans voice . " Come now Samantha . Show us your familiar . " My stomache lurched as my cage was suddenly pulled upward .
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I saw the top of the table now . White silk table top . Everyone was leaning in closer for a look except the woman of course . The man leaned forward eager to pass judgement . " How odd . It has six legs . Most salamanders only have four legs . Does it like fire?" The man turned to Sam

" Yes it does . But it doesnt burn to a crisp like the others . It can handle the heat . It actually lit itself ablaze on the way here . " The mans eyebrows rose . "It can self-ignite . . . . Most Salamanders have low intelligence and lack any survival skills at all . " He continued to look at me . " Yet this one watches us like a sylph beak . Samantha . Where did you get this thing?"

" I found an egg in the middle of the burnt fields father . " she lowered her head slightly . Almost like a child getting ready to be scolded . The man looked up . I really got a good look at him now . He had a trimmed beard of deep brown that was cut close to his face . His eyes were a stark icy blue . In all honesty this man was the semblance that most woman would fawn over .

" Samantha . . . . I've told you not to go to the scorched fields many times . They are filled with dangerous creatures . You could have been injured or worse, Killed! Why would you go there despite my many warnings?"

Sam pouted " I went because the possibility of finding strong familiars is higher in dangerous areas . To further my argument . You wanted me to go to the western desert! The familiars are far weaker there than anything I've seen . They probably wouldn't beat Geralds gryphon! Or even Bryants Flaming Boar! Which you gifted them . But I was forced to find my own!" She turned . " Mother I Unfortunately will not be here for Dinner . My apologies for showing my face since I'm the oh so hated daughter . " With that she turned, grabbed me, and trudged through the door as her father was starting to yell for her to return that instant .

She started running down the corridor as fast as she could run . The air suddenly felt cold as it rushed past . I turned to see a eagle flying down the hallway after us . It wasnt normal though . It was coated in frost and was a deep oceanic blue color . As it flew frost covered the walls . It almost reached us before the dungeon door opened and we entered the same cold stone hallway as before .

I felt something wet hit my front claw . I turned toward it and sniffed . It smelled salty . I looked up and saw probably the saddest tear-filled expression I've seen in my existence .

" Why? Why don't they understand that I am trying my hardest?" She sobbed as she trudged to her room at the end of the cold corridor and into her room .

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