So Cutty approached the little Puffskeins wearing an expression of complete disgust as the image of nekkid Professor Thompson in the Forbidden Forest flashed through his mind thanks to Professor Fuller. Professor Piers 'Emotional Scars' Fuller.

Merlin. They all looked the same, didn't they? They were all relatively the same size, give or take a few inches from the diameter. Were it not for their colours, Cutty would not have been able to tell them apart. No, wait. That was birds, and also a generalization about human beings and the fashion they chose. Cutty chose a puffskein somewhere between a yellow and green shade and decided that he did not care at all what gender it was, but if anyone asked it was to be called Desiree.

"Animalis Fidelis!" He fired off the charm energetically toward little Desiree and watched to see the effect. She/He/It zigged to the right and appeared to sniff, then zagged to the left and repeated this motion slowly inching over toward Cutty's shoes. "Yes, YES! Seek me out!". And Cutty spent the next two minutes positively drunk with power as he lead little Desiree out of her sleeping lull toward him.