Louisa had pure, simple intentions of getting into the sanctuary, pet some creatures, throw some food at others and call it a productive day bonding with other species without anyone giving her those looks that she was too arrogant or too harsh or whatever. PFFFT. People had soft hearts for other creatures while they fight their
own species. How hypocritical.
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Bazinga Minerva slowly walked to towards the Niffler as he/she worked with the sparkly thing. She couldn't believe she was that close to one. It's black fur was neat and clean and it's longer brown nose was moving around the sparkling object. Where did the object come from she wondered, but she was glad it was there, because she might not been able to see a Niffler if it hadn't been laying there.
Minerva was just about to be right next to the Niffler when she realized what the object was. She quickly fumbled into her robe pockets, it....was...gone. She looked at her hands, nope not there either, which meant that what the Niffler was chewing on was her mother's ring. Without thinking she screamed "NO.. give that back, It was my mom's." as soon as she yelled the Niffler looked at her grabbed the ring in it's mouth and flew back into the burrow. "Come back out, please come back." she tried to plead with the creature. She had to get that ring back. Should she put her hand into the burrow, but she might get bit. What should she do, she looked around maybe to see the professor wondering around or someone that might be able to help her...
... Louisa's stream of
rants thoughts were cut by someone's squeaking. Or voice, really, but the person was so sad and pleading that it reached her ears as squeaking. Any ways. The Prefect paused next to where the Kneazles where she was originally going to do her mission of bonding with the creatures, and she looked at the girl on her knees talking to someone or
something inside a burrow.
Interesting.
Louisa didn't move, trying to see if the girl was acting or really in trouble. But why exactly would she act in such a place? And now she was looking around, Louisa turned her back to the Kneazles and headed toward her. "
Hey.. what's wrong?"
Why were you talking and begging someone who wouldn't understand a word you're saying?