The family had not even noticed that the glasses like markings on the new hamster were not there, and they bought Morris's explanation that he had found Pumpkin hiding in a bush.
Which was the easy part. Now, he had to go down the sewers to get the fluffy menace out. He made peace with the fact that he was going to stink all the way back home and got down the grate.
At least Pumpkin had a severed mana connection, so, his mana signature was easy to follow. He made it back to the pedestal where Armaros had once laid and saw Pumpkin there. The hamster huffed at him, turned around and wiggled his little butt at him.
"Pumpkin, this is no way to greet me, after I had to spend fifty silvers on a hamster. Do you even know how rare ginger hamsters are?" Morris ranted, but the hamster didn't stop wiggling his butt.
The ginger axe wielder picked up the hamster; it glared at him.
Yes, I wrote a chapter mostly in the POV of a hamster. But, in my defense, back when I was writing this story I still ate chocolate, so I might have been on a sugar high. =)