The Cat King (Patreon)

And of course what group of sisters would not be complete without their familiar. Although his participation was more out of boredom and cohesion involving large quantities of single cream. The king of cats or as granny grog would call him "my fluffy bundle of joy" was a grizzled ginger tom. 

Missing one eye and part of an ear, he had been declared by all cat kind king after defeating a sphinx in single combat... or so the legend goes. 

Even I as death must show due respect to this tom, lest he leave large quantities of orange fur on my cloak.