03-29-2015, 08:30 PM
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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow The former mutants seemed to be getting a lot of attention which pleased the red head. She didn't think they looked nearly as unrecognizable as they had when they had arrived here. Pretty much back to normal, actually. Still, she smiled and pointed them out one by one. "Niffler, Murtlap, Kneazle, and Clabbert. They came to us after some very cruel treatment but we've given them all the care we could and they're doing so much better! I'd say they'd make some excellent pets." And they deserved it, the did.
And the little one seemed quite taken with the crups, though his father didn't seem to be paying them much mind which made her wonder. He'd certainly have a reaction to the excitement about the "cats", though. "Kneazles, dear." Harmony corrected and smiled serenly. "Excellent pets. Pretty independent too, if you've got a busy schedule." Interesting. Matthew looked intently at the creatures in their cages as the woman explained about them and he, of course, had more questions about them, but his attention soon was diverted by his son. He seemed awfully excited by cats.. well, kneazles, apparently, and he took a few steps towards Henry. "Maybe you should tell him what the difference is," he smiled towards the woman in charge. She was the expert, after all - or at least that was the impression that he had - so she'd probably know best. Matthew looked back towards the kneazles, then glanced at Henry. "Do you think you want to get one of those?" Henry was still looking at the cats, sticking his fingers through the cage to let one rub up against them. He glanced up at the lady as she corrected him. Oh.. kneazles. Sure, he saw kneazles in a couple of his books, but they looked a lot like cats and that was easier to say. Though kneazle was kind of fun to say.
The one currently rubbing his head against his fingers as he tried to pet him was awfully friendly and Henry thought he liked him best. He grinned at his dad when he came over, then nodded. "Yeah, I like this one.. Can we get him?" Pleeeaaase?
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