The Unicorn Hunt

Chapter 1 [The School of Magic] p.12
“Familiars are your companions and helpers. They can become your friends, but do not make the mistake of thinking that they are humans in fur coats. A fox will always be a fox. Remember that. Respect it. You most learn to understand a creature who is very different from you, and find a way to work together.”

Chapter 2 [Percival] p.34,40&47
-first Percy said:
“Use a pillion saddle, so that I can ride behind you.”
-and then the uncle said:
“You will need to use a pillion saddle for your familiar,”
that explains the rest of the book... kind of

Korigan didn't have to read his familiar's thoughts to know that the cat was laughing at him.

Chapter 3 [The Travelers] p.62&64
“We are taught to hunt at an early age, yet none of us can shoot so well!” Rimko said in a tone of deep respect. “And never have we hunted with hawks. If such skills were taught to all town dwellers, even I might think about giving up the road!”

“My mother is an herbalist. She knows plants better than I know my horse and falcon,”

Chapter 7 [Spell Battle] p.131
But the boy could not tear his gaze away. The malevolent golden orbs drew him, pulled him to a place beyond fear or reason. Korigan was certain that he would die. He deserved to die, for next to such majesty and power, he was nothing.

Chapter 14 [Steel and Stone] p.223
“They just need to be reminded of our value from time to time.”
“And I'm sure you don’t mind doing just that,” Korigan murmured over his shoulder.
“Not al all,” the cat said complacently. “I happen to be a fascinating topic of conversation.”

Chapter 15 [The Gift of the Unicorn] p.231&232
“Its been a long time since I was that young,” Thomas said, gazing wistfully out the window at the couple who walked hand in hand through the garden.
“Oh, please, Thomas. You were never that young,” Brucel commented dryly.

“This outpouring of sentiment has fairly stolen my appetite.”
The wizard smiled down at his familiar.
“What a shame. And what would you say if I told you I keep the tower's larder well supplied with cream and kippers?”
“I think,” Percival mused, “that Id say I've finally found something to be happy about,”

Chapter 16 [Farewells] p.238
He noted how Percival twined about the headmaster's legs, like any ordinary housecat pleased with his pet human.

"Once, I'd hoped that might be the druid's glade, but I, too, am content to let go of that dream."