The childlike queen crushed the ginger Tomcat to her. He gave her a hug around the neck with his front paws as he spoke,”I know, your majesty, but we agreed that this was an important mission. I will return to you in six months with much news of the mortal world.”
“Yes, yes,” she sighed, “There is an Evil growing here. I only wish that the Round Table hadn’t asked for you. They were adamant that a Fey with your knowledge of magic would be a perfect spy.”
She lowered him to the farm road just outside Berlin, Germany. He gave a little shiver as his paws touched mortal soil for the first time. There was so much power here! So different from back home. His eyes closed as the sun caressed his furry face. So much brighter than home! The sweet scent of hay and wildflowers reached his nostrils and he breathed deeply. He was already in love with this place.
Like a candle melting in reverse, his form began to grow taller and broader. Ginger fur changed to golden blonde hair as his new face began to match the image of the German youth he had formed in his mind. He kept one aspect of his original cat form, his tail. His Glamour clothed the new form in the style of the day to cover that imperfection. He opened brilliant blue eyes and looked at Titania.
She pouted prettily at him in an attempt to break his heart and make him come back with her, “I’ve already lost you, haven’t I?”
“Never,” the conviction in his voice surprised him, “I will always be your little brother. I will see you in six months.”
With that, the newly-minted vagabond took his first step into a new life.