The two girls go up out the basement and up to the second floor. The whole time Tiff was scratching herself. “You should see a doctor about that, Tiff.” Katie states looking through some uninteresting books. “I think I am allergic to the dust or something.” She feels itching above her butt at the base of her tail bone. She looked over to Katie. Her face was in a book. Tiff quickly gives it a scratch and felt soft fuzz. Wait a second. Fuzz?
Tiff runs to one of the mirror and brushes off the dust. She gasps at the sight.