You were Price's familiar, although Price wasn't a witch. You followed his every command, and you could switch from animal to human. You were sitting on the floor next to Price, and chewing on his sweater. Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Farah, Alex, and Laswell all watched you as you chewed on Price's sweater.

"Whatcha' doin'?" Price leaned down to you.

"Nom." You mumbled as you continued to chew on the sleeve of the sweater.

"Stop eating my sweater." Price chuckled, as you pulled the sweater sleeve out of your mouth.