She reached for her wand that was given back to her, but was generally disapproving to perform a stunning spell on a live cat. When Heather casts spells, things might just turn ugly. "B-but...m-mine's already calm S-Shaw..." Heather, really nervous of Shaw because he was one to be nervous about when around, softly said, looking at the cat in her arms, purring and almost as if taking a nap. she did feel a little guilty at screaming and shaking the cat, but now, it's acting as if it really likes her.

this put a smile on her face. Maybe she can ask to keep it-if the cat doesn't go about scratching her again-her hand still had that fresh scratch mark the cat made. She opted to just cover it with her handkerchief and tend to it later when class is over. It's just a scratch, right? Nothing big. "C-can i name it?" she asked, putting a sweet smile on her face.