 Emzily! <3 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
Rowan was getting through her shopping list swimmingly and was almost ready to call it a day. But there was one last thing she needed before heading back to the Leaky Cauldron and flooing home. An owl. Communications were near on impossible from her muggle home to the magical world. And now, more than ever, they were essential.
She had refrained from purchasing one in the past—she wasn't keen on having a large bird living and preening itself and hooting and pooping in her room and in the vicinity of her bed.
She sheepishly entered the shop and.. there was a smell. Not an unclean smell, but the smell of livestock.. and droppings. She made her way over to the owls and stood and surveyed them, unsure of what would be the best choice. Something that would get along with Helix her cat. Something quiet and well behaved. Something that wouldn't disturb her slumber.
She was drawn to a tiny owl with a lightly coloured mottled breast and red feathers down it's wings and back. She looked at the name. 'Chestnut Backed Owlet.' hmm.. It looked a little like her with it's fiery feathers. She reached out a finger, slipping it though the bars of the cage, and--
“OW!”
She tore her hand away and looked at her finger, clutching it with the other hand. The thing drew blood! BLOOD. The owl turned it's back on her and she sighed, moving away from the creature.
Clearly it wasn't meant to be.
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