Ronnie skipped down to the Whomping Willow, her messenger bag hanging on her shoulder. A kitten's head peeped out of the bag, it's furry gray head moving all around, examining the Whomping Willow.

Once she found a good spot that was a ways away from the willow, Ronnie plopped down onto the ground, letting the kitten out of the bag. "There you go Oliver! How was the ride?" she asked him, chuckling. The kitten meowed and stretched before curling up in a ball on the grass and falling asleep. Ronnie grinned and took out her sketchbook and a quill, and began drawing a picture of the willow.