Talk about chaos. Junebug was highly unimpressed, honestly. Particularly with the dancing boy who was now poking the pixies and being absolutely no help whatsoever and okay, she didn't really have to help either, but she didn't want to get her hair pulled out. Her precious hair. That was enough to get her moving.

"You aren't meant to be poking them, you're meant to be putting them in the cage. Hurry up already!" She showcased the two she was holding and carefully set them inside before closing the door and going back for more. She had to jump to reach one of the ones suspended in the air and she couldn't help but think they were quite interesting looking-pixies. Too bad they were so unruly. Like Gryffindors of the creature world.

"Freeze the last of them," She squeaked as she noted those that were moving seemed to be getting even more angry. Probably because their friends were, well, out of commission for the moment. "Before they do anymore damage!" Also, she quite liked barking orders. She was good at it. Maybe she'd pursue a job that let her bark orders professionally! Dream big, Junia.