That pixie took her prey the bird!

Beverly hissed under her breath a not so very pleasant word, then aimed her wand at the pixie with her bird. Where did it think it was going? Well, guess what, she was going to zap it. And zap it good.

With a horizontal flick of her wand, her gaze locked and loaded on the Cornish Pixie she hollered, "Impedimenta!"

Give that bird back!