04-14-2017, 08:28 AM
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| Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Originally Posted by griffin
Isa needed a few things for all of her pets. With all of the animals that she owned, including her owl Wulfweardsweorth, and many cats, rabbits, and pygmy puffs, there was always some reason for Isa to visit the Magical Menagerie. She needed food and maybe some other treats and toys. The Magical Menagerie was Isa's favorite shop in Diagon Alley. Usually she was just here to restock her various supplies of food for her different animals, but occasionally she would come home with a new animal friend. She wasn't allowed any new pets now though. As it was, she had enough creatures to care for. There were all of the cats and rabbits and the dog at home, her owl, her cat, her pygmy puff, not to mention all of the other pygmy puffs in her secret breeding program. She was also making plans for some rabbit breeding, although she would need to work out a few things before that could happen. With all of her animals she was always sure to responsibly care for them. Isa payed extra special attention to water, food, grooming, exercise, and health monitoring for each one of her animals.
As she browsed the aisles looking for the right kind of cat food, Isa spotted a young girl. New friend? Maybe she liked animals as much as Isa did? "Hi,
I'm Isa! What's your name?" Isa greeted the girl. "What kind of animals do you have?" The girl had some kind of pet, right? Otherwise she probably wouldn't be here looking at pet supplies. Entirely too focused on her goal of finding a teeny tiny Hogwarts scarf so Dobby could feel just as accepted as she knew she would once they were at school, Stasya nearly had missed the sound of someone approaching her. Although the squirrel on her shoulder had, hiding himself behind her hair as best he could, and that in fact had been what had torn the small blonde away from perusing the pet accessories. That and the cheerful sound of the girl speaking to her, and she beamed in response. “Hi!”
She had paused a second after the greeting, only to figure out exactly how to reply to the introduction. Finally, she settled on following the older girl’s lead. “I’m Stasya,” she continued with a nod. She was willing to elaborate, but for now the nickname seemed okay. Plus, there was a distraction. Animals. “I have a red squirrel!,” she said brightly, even as she realized said squirrel was still partially hiding, but he was poking his head out from her hair curiously. “And I want a goat but so far mama and papa haven’t let me have one. But papa was fostering a puppy and I’m helping.” More since he was away. She didn’t want to let him down.
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