Angol
When OSSRE Field Agent Dame Copperpot drops a three-page form on Aldric Fumblewick's desk, she calls it "routine interspecies casework." It is not routine. It is a baby dragon.
Pyrra is the last of the Ashward Remnant - a disgraced minor clan whose thermal signature hasn't been seen in thirty years. She's copper-scaled, sneeze-prone, and has an emerging fixation on Aldric's cat, Grimsby, who tolerates the attention with the suffering dignity of a creature who has never asked for any of this and has been given all of it.
What follows is not a quest. There are no swords. There is a forty-six-page foster placement form that started as three pages with a typo, a set of fire-suppression tiles that develop emotional intelligence, a Cultural Liaison whose only qualification is "I like children and I brought snacks," and a six-hundred-year-old dragon carrying an unsent letter for three decades.
Form FC-1 must satisfy two legal systems that have never agreed on anything. The Wizard's Guild wants documentation. The Codex Draconis wants fire-rights. OSSRE wants everyone to stop setting things on fire during business hours. And Grimsby - a cat of undefined thaumic classification and absolute authority - wants his cushion back.
The Fumblewick Placement is a story about the families we build from the paperwork up and the particular courage it takes to show up when there is no precedent for what you're doing.
For fans of Terry Pratchett's institutional satire and TJ Klune's found-family warmth.
