Jasper

Years ago I found a mortal baby in front of my den. I don't know who left it there or why, I just knew that without my help and guidance it wouldn't survive. At first I was skeptical I had my hands full watching my twin who acts like a hyperactive kit. With time I grew fond of it, considered it my own even if I knew it wasn't. I let it sleep on my tails, braid my hair and chew on my ears.