"Barnabussssss!" Ella called out, walking towards the lost and found. She didn't exactly expect anyone to return her pygmy puff here but she had to give it a shot. She was missing the little guy terribly. Ever since she'd heard about Blue's kneazle she'd been worried her own little guy had passed too. She had to be sure, though.

Tugging on her sleeve nervously, the fourteen year old began going through the lost items, hoping her little puff might be snuggled up among the discarded sweaters and mittens in front of her. Come on, Barny... please be here.