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Kolyander All it took was a soft hoot from one of the owls to draw the young boys attention to it like a moth to a flame. Blue eyes watched it's every move and he smiled. He was going to have to speak with his dad again soon about this. "That would make sense if it worked that way. At home there's five of us and my parents, we're all going to Hogwarts this year now. So it would be five letters sent to home... and we also have older siblings that are on their own with families and cousins too." Which meant a ton of letters and parcels coming and going.
"Not necessarily," he shook his head. "Some people prefer a certain breed, others go with the one that they are drawn too or for what they might need it for." Such as a fast flier or a stronger owl or simply as a companion. Lukas swung his gaze over to the barn owl that the other boy was looking at now. "That's always a factor too. Price. Barn owls like him I believe are on the lower end of the price range." A few were still cheaper but many others were more expensive. "Don't forget that you'll also need a cage, food and treats too." As well as anything else the owl may need.
"That's a lot of family." was all Moose could manage to comment his tone of voice sounding rather impressed with the size of his family.
"I don't have any cousins, just a baby sister." Both his parents were single children.
"What's your name?" he asked next.
"I'm Moose. Do you go to Hogwarts?" Did he not see him at all last year?
Hmmm
"Yeah I just need an Owl that sort of speaks to me, you know? But they should be in my price range." He stuffed the money back into his pocket.
"My parents have some more of the money. I think they're talking to the Shopkeeper about all that stuff." He turned his head around to look around the shop to see if he spotted them, which he didn't but he was positive they were in here doing what they do best as Muggle Parents trying to understand this whole thing still since he turned out to be a late magical kid or something like that, since last year.
He turned his attention back to the Barn Owl that had caught his eye. He tilted his head both ways while inspecting it and places his thumb and index finger to his chin.
"Maybe this guy. He's got a really cool color to him, or uh...her?" How do they know what gender the owl was?