Krissy rather liked the ankle holster, but it was not practical for every day use, especially not in her school uniform. Unstrapping it she returned it to the box and tried on a wrist holster. With a flick of her wrist her wand came shooting into her hand as fast as a hare being chased by a fox. "ah yes, I rather like this one" she mumbled more to herself than anyone else in the room. Practicing again and again she got faster on the draw, though not as fast as Celandine, but she would work on it. She silently promised herself that as soon as she could order and ankle holster she would. It would be a nice place to keep her mum's old wand...just in case, after all you never knew what kind of trouble could find her now that she was the leader of her village.