Some Progress

Momo gasped and grabbed her mouth in shock at the sight of Whisker talking. 

"You can speak!" she said.

"Of course, I can speak," Whisker said. "Why would I not be able to speak?"

"But you're so… tiny," she said.

"That has nothing to do with speaking. Besides, I can grow," Whisker said, slowly growing until he was the size of a regular cat. It was quite large for a mouse.

"Oh… you're not cute anymore, Uncle Whisker," Momo said. 

Whisker shrunk back to a smaller size. "I do not want to be called cute," he said.

"Anyway, this is Whisker, and he will be in charge of teaching you," Alex said. "Pearl is a good teacher… but he's nowhere near as good as Whisker when it comes to cultivation and alchemy. He will teach you while I am gone."

"Okay," Momo said excitedly. "Then does that mean we can start learning now? It's been a week since I became your disciple but I haven't even tried to make a single pill, master."