Northstar Vale switchblade

It was a little odd, the fuzzy creature draped on her back. The creature had a name though and the stranger even called them a companion. Oh. He mused as his head titled to better look at the little creature. What makes them a companion? Do they...do they do things for you? Curiosity was heavy in his words. He was not sure he had ever encountered someone with a companion before. It seemed the fog was offering him all sorts of mysterious finds.