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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch William Will entered the creature meet booth on impulse more than anything else. His family had never had any pets, if you didn't count his mother's ancient family owl harry, which Will didn't. What could a creature or pet if he were to adopt one, give him that family or friends couldn't? Mulling on that thought the dak haired soon to be 15 year old started to stroll around the booth looking at the different creatures and slowly making his way towards the platform thingy in the center. Maybe he'd leave this booth today with his own pet, wouldn't that be news? Sometimes Zachaël missed his zookeeping days. Others he did not in the least and preferred his change in career direction with his move to the Owl Post. Today was a little bit of both, but more than careers was this uncanny pull towards...children. The youths. He had always been the cool eclectic uncle to the children of his finite group of friends and always willing to offer babysitting whenever required. But there was a very different pull as he followed through with meet and greets during the day.
A very different kind of pull.
Strutting around his area with a snowy owl perched on his shoulder, the former Slytherin paused to check his hair reflection in one of the more shiny metallic surfaces caging off the area when he spotted a young boy (anyone under 20 was a young something) meandering the area. Zachaël supposed he had wandered around his area earlier, but he had been preoccupied in breaking up a fight between two of his owls who were getting their feathers all ruffled over a bit of purple ribbon that had happened to float through the area.
"Good day," he greeted with a polite nod and equally polite smile. "Do you have a favorite creature, per chance?"
And chances were that Pippa was going to be the real draw to their booth considering her literal menagerie.
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