Callum Robertson | Kings Cross

Cal walked through Kings Cross Station, doing as he was told by his parents. Of course, they weren't there to send him off, because they were, 'to busy'. Cal was tired of it, and he was actually glad they weren't there, as he didn't want to have hear them complain about one of his flaws. As he went through the wall, The little wolf yipped in confusion, as to why they didn't crash into the wall. "It's magic, Ghost. You'll be seeing a lot of that where we're going." Ghost barked once again in response, what he said, was unknown to Cal. Now, Cal actually smiled. He never did, because most of the time, he was with his bothersome parents. Now, he was free from them. Cal ran a hand through his hair, just to make it a little more casual. He still wanted to look nice, just not prefect nice.

There it was, the Hogwarts Express. The whistle chirped twice, it was loud and shrill, but the sound made Cal happy, as this is what he always wanted to do, ever since he found out about it. The steam was rolling of the train like clouds. One puff when into Cal's throat, and he coughed violently, before placing Ghost in his arms, and walking into the train, giving his belongings to the porter. He sat down in Compartment 2. Ghost barked again, this time more impatiently, if, Wolfs could be inpatient. "Don't worry, we'll be there soon."

"Lachlan, for crying out loud son stop staring at the bloody train like some simple-minded boy from a muggle family. You are an Everwood not wipe that ridiculous smirk off your face and take your luggage to the train. Actually." The voice stopped and Lachlan turned to see why and groaned out loud as he saw his father poke a Hogwart's Express attendant and point to the luggage. The attendant started puffing out his chest to reply where exactly the Australian man could shove that luggage until he saw the crest of the suitcases. An elegant E with a Australian Dragon coiled all around it with Red and Black horns. The symbol of the Everwood family, which caused the attendant to jump up rather quickly actually and bow to Lachlan before scooping up all the luggage, except his pet cage and taking it to the train. "Now son, that is how a Everwood handles that." Lachlan just sighed and shot his father a 'look' before taking his cage and hugging his mom.

"Bye mom, I love you and I'll see you for Christmas ok?" He looked at his father and merely held out a hand for a handshake. "Father." His dad grinned and returned the handshake. Lach sighed again and climbed up on board the magical train his smile returning to his face as he wandered the different cars looking for a spot to sit. He saw a boy sitting all alone with what looked to be a wolf pup and was instantly curious, he knew of a pu- oh it WAS Callum inside. Lachlan smiled and then wondered if the boy would even recognize him back and even if he did he knew that Callum was a lot like himself and might not want a constant reminder of his families life sitting across or beside him on the entire ride to Hogwart's. Maybe it would be better to just find a empty compartment and go over some quidditch plays. He was stuck trying to decide when his Hawk decided for him. He shrieked and looked to the door, then back at his boy, then back to the door as if to say. 'Open it idiot.'

Lach sighed, something he was -very- good at and clicked the compartment handle putting a smile on his face, and glancing between Callum and his pet. "Hey, er. Mind if I sit here?" His voice still had an Australian sound to it, but it was slowly fading into a traditional british.

"Through the wall like the others, Mitzara." Mitzy shifted as her father pointed to the wall which some children around her age had walked through. "I- I'm going to miss you father..." Her accent had a hint of Irish to it, though not as thick as her father's. He knelt down to his daughter's height, hugging her tightly. "You'll see me again, Mittens." Mittens... Mitzy hadn't heard that nickname in a long time. Tears welled in her deep blue eyes as her father released her. "Remember, you have Harold." They both giggled as Mitzy looked to her luggage, where her sloth slept soundly on top, his little hat nearly falling off his head. Mitzy gathered her luggage, lifting Harold over her shoulder, then walked through the wall. She waved her father goodbye as she sank through, the train coming into view. Sighing through both sadness and excitement, Mitzy boarded the train, settling herself and her things in an empty compartment, where she was alone with her sloth and her thoughts. "Well, Harold," she patted her pet on the back. "This'll be out longest adventure yet." She smiled as Harold squeaked happily in agreement.

Karen stepped forwards, her pet cat Elijah wrapped in her arms and a butler carried her luggage at the side. She moved gracefully, each of her steps flowing well into the next, as though she were treating walking like a dance. Her face was calm and serene, looking for all the world as if nothing could disturb her; indeed, such an expression made her look more mature than her age otherwise let on. Her outfit consisted of a turquoise blue dress with sapphires lining the shoulder wide neckline, and white, satin gloves and leather boots - all of which were high-quality material.

Her graceful movement and expression, as well as her expensive clothing, caught the eyes of people around her, however they always averted their eyes the next second for some reason. Looking at her, one wouldn't think that today was her first day at Hogwarts.

Her thoughts however? That was a completely different story.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes! Hogwarts! Finally! Hahaha! Today I take my first true step to being a real witch! Wait, no, you're getting excited again Karen! Calm down . . . Alright calm . . . Heh heh, Hogwarts~"

Much as she tried to suppress it though, her excitement would always bubble over sometime again, thus creating a cycle. Nevertheless, on the outside, she was completely composed. As she stepped towards the barrier at platform 9^3/4, she took a steady, deep breath, then walked through it.

She gasp softly at the magnificent sight of the magical side of Kings Cross Station; at the sight of all the different wizards and witches moving about, sending their kids of to Hogwarts. Karen bit her lip, once again suppressing her excitement from overwhelming her, while at the same time ignoring the pang of pain that shot through her suddenly. Seeing all these kids being sent off by their parents did nothing but remind of the absence of her own. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Karen walked towards the trains steps, and turned to her butler.

"Thank you, Alexei, for your troubles," she said, stretching out to grab her luggage from him.

The man simply bowed his head in response. "It's no problem, milady. I hope you have a good time at Hogwarts . . ."

Left unsaid was: "I'm sure your parents would have too," but both knew the futility in bringing her parents up, so he kept it in, and Karen did not question his silence.

Setting Elijah down, Karen looked around her, wondering what compartment she should take. Deciding that any would do, she walked three steps and opened the nearest one. Inside, there was already another person, one with a pet . . . sloth? That was new. In any case, Karen did a small curtsy and greeted the other girl.

"A pleasure to meet you. Would it be too much trouble if we could share compartments?" she asked, making eye-contact with the other girl.

Mitzy was deep in her thoughts, wondering if she would be able to keep up with the magic world, and worrying about her father being alone with that awful beast that he called wife. She calmed her thoughts, thinking that her father could never love anyone more than her mother... Oh, how she missed her mum-
"Huh?" Mitzy snapped from her thoughts, startled as a girl curtsied and asked if she could join her compartment.
"Oh! Of course!" She gestured to the seat across from her, smiling sweetly at the girl. "Forgive me for daydreaming, my mind is restless." That it was. Her smile was content, but she couldn't keep from worrying. With eyes shifting around the compartment, she opened her mouth to continue conversing. "Is this your first time going to Hogwarts?" Harold slowly latched onto Mitzy, climbing up her arm as she spoke. "It's my first time, and I'm both excited and nervous, how about you?" She used her free arm to adjust her sloth's hat, producing a cute little squeak from him. Mitzy was definitely going to take the advantage of making human friends while she was away.

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There was a lot going on at the Kings Cross train station that it was hard for Wyatt to concentrate on where to go. He was already flustered with knowledge of a new world and everything seemed to overwhelm him. However, he did his best to compose himself and not act out of his usual character which was calm, cool, and collected. His Squib neighbor, George, was guiding him to the correct area for him to board the train to Hogwarts. Pushing his belongings in the trolley, his new cat Jinx meowed as was looking up to see the platform numbers. He looked over at his neighbor who seemed confident on where he was going. Before leaving to the train station, his parents saw him off at home because they had to get to work soon. There were tears and emotions everywhere, but were assured he would be seeing them for the holidays. With his parents always gone at work, he was used to be alone for long periods of time. Even though this was quite different, he was ready to make the commitment to be the wizard he's meant to be.

After strolling about, they finally arrived at the platforms 9 and 10. He looked everywhere for 9 and three quarters but it was nowhere in sight. He turned to his neighbor with a puzzled look on his face.

"You said platform 9 and three quarters. Does that even exist? All I see is 9 and 10," Wyatt said growing restless. His skepticism began to kick in again. Yes it was proven magic was real, but could he trust this man? Was he being genuine? Was he doing this for his own personal agenda? George smirked and pointed at the brick wall.

"Its right there my boy! Between platforms 9 and 10. You just go straight through the wall and you'll be at 9 and three quarters," he said enthusiastically. Wyatt just gave him another quizzical look and stared back at the wall. "Just take your trolley and run through the wall!"

"But-" The young boy couldn't even finish his sentence before he was pushed by his neighbor through the wall. He gasped for a few seconds before reemerging to a whole new train station. There was a huge train that read Hogwarts Express with numerous other students loading their things with their parents and getting on the train. After snapping out of his state of shock, he pushed his trolley to the porter guy so he could get his things on board. Grabbing his cat and a few books, Wyatt boarded the train and looked for an empty compartment to sit at. He passed by two compartments that had a set of two boys and two girls his age. He needed a quiet place to study his materials so he chose a compartment next to them.

After getting situation, he let Jinx out of her kennel. She meowed and went to play with the other pets running about through the aisles. Immediately after, he decided to crack open his Standard Book of Spells book and began reading. Any time he got any type of reading material for school, he was the first to read it and know it by heart. That was just the type of person he was and it helped he had a near photographic memory. Just before going to Kings Cross, he remembered his neighbor George said something to him about how there would be other kids that might not be too fond of him because he didn't come from a magical family. Wyatt thought that was totally absurd, but George told him that bloodlines meant a lot to some witches and wizards so he should be careful. This was another reason why he wanted to get the upper hand in all of his classes. Because he was "muggleborn" he felt he needed to be better than the average witch or wizard. He needed to prove something.

Callum was reading the Daily Prophet when the compartment door opened, something about a breakout in Azkaban where twenty prisoners escaped was on the front page. Cal guessed that his mother and father must be hearing a load of it at the Ministry, but he took his mind off his parents, and back to the rather familiar looking boy, and his - hawk. Hawk... Hawk... Where had he seen that hawk before. That's it! That boy from his parents dinner parties, Lachlan. He didn't know Lachlan much, but from the expression on his face during most of them, he seemed just like Cal, forced to go to the parties, and listen to immensely bad jokes told by his father, and pretend to like that dreaded Tiramisu his mother makes. Seriously, who likes the flavor of coffee, and now you ruin dessert with it! Well, maybe he didn't feel exactly the same about the Tiramisu, but, he was sure they shared the same thoughts on other things.

"No problem. Your Lachlan, right? The Everwood?" Cal was stupid not to look on the engraved lock on the hawk's cage with the Everwood crest, and once he saw it, he felt pretty stupid, but just waited for him to answer.

Lachlan looked at him with a raised eyebrow and giggled. "Yes, -The- Everwood I suppose. And you're THE Robertson." He chuckled again and sat down across from Callum and stretched himself for a second. He barely had time to do anything else when his second cage started making mewing sounds and Lach reached down to unclasp the pet gate to let a gorgeous white kitten out. The kitten had black spots all over it and didn't waste any time in pouncing onto Lachlan's lap, looking at him daring him to say something. Well, so far so good. Managed to find a seat with someone he at least knew, got Zora out of her cage, and was now staring at the other boy awkwardly. Definitely the best first impression ever.

"Er, so Callum. Or do you prefer Cal? I personally prefer Lach since the lan just gets in the way after awhile." He smiled and realized how idiotic he was sounding and wanted to just punch himself into a ball and disappear. "Well, anyway. Are you excited to be heading to the school?" His smiled stayed in place and all Lach could do was hope that Callum didn't think he was a complete idiot and decide that perhaps it was best to find a new compartment. In his lap Zora realized Ghost was in the compartment as well and the kitten climbed down her human pet's leg ladder and stared at the wolf pup's eyes. She playfully padded his leg and tilted her head to the side.

Lavender arrived at King's Cross with her parents.
"Did you see that? That girl just walked through the wall" Mom nudged Lavender and giggled nervously. "Guess we're next."
"You go first, we'll follow together." Lavender smiled and nodded when her Dad suggested this. They had been watching people walk onto platform 9 3/4 for a while, and this seemed to be the right way to do it, if there even was one.
Lavender hesitated, she was a little nervous still. Then, she saw a man shove a hesitant boy through the wall. Realising she'd rather make it through on her own, somehow feeling like that would set the tone for the new year or something, Lavender took a deep breath, smiled at her parents, and pushed her trolley through the wall. She resisted the urge to close her eyes when she expected to hit the wall and walked straight in to her new life.

The platform was crowding with students. Most students were getting on the trains, but some of the younger ones were still on the platform, talking to their parents. Lavender looked around for the head mistress, but didn't see her. Just as her parents emerged onto the platform, she spotted the hesitant boy from before. He was getting on the train. She considered following him, but something about his body language made her change her mind.

"Go on, honey, get yourself settled up there." Her parents gave her a hug and nudged her towards the train. They didn't hover, and Lavender appreciated that. Her dad helped her get her trolley on board, and then got back off, as her mom handed her the bird cage.
"Go have a blast!" Her mother said. "And don't forget to send us lots of news! April can handle the exercise."

Standing on the train, Lavender bent down to give her mom one last hug. Her dad ruffled her hair, "dad, please", and with a sigh and a smile, Lavender went looking for a compartment. She passed the boy she'd seen on the station, he was reading a book. Lavender moved on and came to a compartment with two girls in it. One of them had what looked like a sloth with a cute hat.

She hesitated for a moment, and then opened the door. "Hello ladies, is there room for one more?"

Karen nodded, not at all minding Mitzy's temporary leave of awareness, and took the seat opposite to her, with Elijah going on ahead and hopping into the corner before curling into a big ball of fluff and staring curiously at the sloth the girl seemed to have for a pet. Even Karen had to admit it was a bit peculiar, but it was nonetheless adorable. Straightening her skirt as she sat, Karen fixed her posture - back straight, head tilted slightly up, hands resting on lap - before answering Mitzy with a soft but clear voice.

"Yes, it's my first time coming to Hogwarts, and I imagine I'm as excited as you are," In contrast with her words was her tone; calm and controlled, but not in the least excited. "I've waited quite a long time for this moment, and I'm barely holding in my happiness from boiling over."

She meant that literally. Her head was rushing with so many possibilities, ideas, and even random thoughts of jumping up and down with glee. She even considered buying out the whole Hogwarts trolley and throwing the contents at the different passengers - not exactly the wisest or most logical idea, but there you have it; Karen was excited.

At that moment, another girl opened the door. She was tall, tall enough for Karen to think she was a higher year than they were. When she asked if she could join them, Karen so no reason to refuse; the compartment was hardly full.

"I don't mind," she said, in the same soft yet clear pitch. "However, I speak only for myself; I daresay you'll need her opinion as well."

Karen turned towards Mitzy, her sapphire eyes locking straight into hers, as though expecting an answer from her for Lavender.

Mitzy started to braid her auburn hair into two cute little pigtails, blushing a little. She felt so embarrassed seeing how composed the girl had been, even as she talked about how excited she felt. She moved and walked with such grace, she could be mistaken for a princess... Then there was Mitzy, in her faded stockings and knitted black dress.

I should've brought that sparkly tie with me...

Mitzy internally scolded herself for being so immature compared to the first year sitting across from her. For goodness sakes, she brought rainbow socks with her.

Breaking from her thoughts, Mitzy nodded her head to the girl.
"I'm glad I'm not the only one." Her smile was awkward, but she meant well.

After another girl had entered, wanting to share the compartment, Mitzy sighed quietly, keeping an uncomfortable smile on her face.

I was hoping to have a quiet ride to Hogwarts.... But then again, there are a lot of students filling up the train, I'm sure it's cramped in the other compartments- plus, I can take advantage of this opportunity to make friends!

"Of course, you can sit here." Mitzy's smile became genuine. "By the by, My name's Mitzara Fae, you can call me Mitzy, though." The sloth on her arm lifted it's head to let out a 'meep'.
"Oh, and this is Harold!" She patted her pet on the back.

Callum chuckled. "Matter of fact, yes I am THE Robertson." Callum questioned the boys awkward stare in his head, before noticing, that Ghost noticed, the kitten across the way from him. Ghost's ears perked up, and he perched his head to get a better look on his next victim. The wolf rose from his seat, and growled ferociously at the kitten. Cal put a hand in front of Ghost, and shouted, "Down! Down boy!" ghost immediately sat back down, and Carley up into a small, grey ball, obviously tired.

"Cal - I mean Lach - I mean, I prefer Cal. Cal sighed, and put a hand to his face. "Excited?! Hell yeah!" He didn't mean to, but he sort of yelled it at Lachlan. "Sorry 'bout that. Mostly for quidditch, I've already practiced a ton on my dad's old Nimbus. Do you like quidditch?"

Paul sighed as he headed near the train. His mother, like always, was worring to much about him "Paul sweet heart don't forget to write home...your father will want to hear about your classes and everything." she said as she pushed his trolley laden with his trunk and hos owl Lia, who slept soundly ignoring the noise and the shaking as Paul's mother pushed. As they quickly found the pillar and entered Paul was greet by the Hogwarts express "huh...some reason I thought of something better than that he said jokingly as He quickly grabbed Lia's cage and placed it as his feet. Quickly his mother loaded his trunk on board and went quickly over to her son. "Paul good luck! Sorry again your father was detained at work...you know Auror Business..." she said softly as Paul rolled his eyes "Whatever... Tell him bye I guess." he says as his mother hugged him and Paul groaned as she kissed him on the forehead "Bye mom." he says with a smile as he boarded the train.

Hiroshi Yukimora | Kings Cross

Hiroshi walked through kings cross, unwillingly lost. As if he wasn't out of place as it was, a lonesome Japanese boy walking through a train station with a cart of tiny business suite cases. All the suite cases were of course magic, bigger on the inside. Hiroshi continued to walk up and down Kings Cross, crossed that his mother. The one person who had wanted him to go to Hogwarts wasn't able to take him and see him off. Something to do with the team wanting to do some extra practice before the season started.

(In Japanese)

"Be a good boy, she said. You'll do fine she said. Platform 9 (3/4) wouldn't be to hard to find she said. From all the days she could have gone to work." Hiroshi grumbled to himself as he continued to walk up and down Kings Cross.

As Hiroshi was about to give up, he turned around astonished to see a young boy run straight into a brick wall and disappear. Hiroshi smacked himself on the forehead for not noticing the brick wall that had a tiny sign that said 9 (3/4) above it. He slowly pushed his cart towards the wall. Even though Hiroshi knew that he would pass through the wall, a slow unnerving feeling crawled up his spine. He took a big gulp, and calmly pushed his cart through the wall, with him following behind it.

The next time Hiroshi blinked, he was at totally different place compared to where he was a second ago. He was on a different platform, brimming with life. Children and parents, with carts carrying the oddest of commodities, but what took his breath away the most was the big red train that read "Hogwarts express".

After figuring out where his luggage would be stored, he boarded on the train not knowing what to find or expect. Hiroshi walked up and down the aisles looking for an empty compartment. Most of them looked like they were already taken or had a person in them. All he wanted to do was to find an empty compartment and have a nice quiet ride to the school, but he assumed that he wasn't going to be able to have that. He walked up and down the aisles again until he found a compartment with 2 boys inside of it. He took a big gulp and knocked on the door.

"Pardon me, but do you have space for one more?"

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"Hi Mitzi, Hello Harold. My name is Lavender, and this is April. Thanks for having us!"
Lavender sat down near Mitzi and put the birdcage on the seat next to her. The owl was restless, but Lavender wasn't sure if it would be okay to let her out.

"I don't think I caught your name?" She said to the girl who had spoken first. Without pause she turned to Mitzi and continued "Is that a sloth? That's an unusual pet, isn't it? I love his hat! It goes well with your dress."
Finally pausing to draw breath, Lavender looked around the compartment and stole a few glances at the other girl. She liked Mitzi. With her faded stockings and knitted dress she somehow seemed more real than the pretty, elegant girl she'd been sharing a compartment with. Hard to believe that someone so composed could be a first years, but she looked too young to be anything else.

April gave a screech as a compartment door opened and closed somewhere near them, and Lavender rummaged through her bag. She emerged victorious, shaking a box of owl treats in her hand. She handed April a treat through the bars of the cage, and the bird accepted it with her beak. Settling on the branch, April transferred the treat to her left claw and began nibbling it. Lavender smiled and wondered what would happen next.

Karen nodded, a bit put-off with herself; here she was trying to maintain a look of grace, and she'd forgotten the most basic principle when meeting new people: introducing herself! "Stupid, stupid! What kind of impression is that? What's the point of being elegant if you come off as rude instead? Stupid!" she raged internally. That she could allow such an oversight of manners was appalling to the utmost to her. Her head reeled at the thought.

Giving an inaudible sigh of exasperation under her breath, Karen smiled at the two, trying to cover up her inner frustration. It worked for the most part, with no indication other than the tight gripping of her hands.

"I apologize for failing to introduce myself, it was rude of me. I'm Karen Diana Irving McGraves, but you can call me Karen, and this," Karen picked up the big ball of white fur that was Elijah. The cat had a sour look on its face as she placed him on her lap for Mitzy and Lavender to see, and let its displeasure be known by shooting a look at Karen, "is Elijah. Don't give me that look, have some manners."

Elijah flicked his tail in response. Karen frowned.

"Someone's not going to get dessert tonight."

"Pleased to meet ya, Lavender and April!"
Mitzy couldn't contain her happiness as she physically vibrated in place, it was so pleasing meeting new people, though she looked mildly bewildered when Lavander said Harold was an unusual pet.
"Oh? I hadn't thought Harold would be unusual. It was either him or a turtle... Thought that would be my dad's pet... And it's kinda slow and boring..." Her speech turned to mumbling the more she spoke, though her last comment was heard by her pet. "Meh!"

"Oh, Harold! You're not that slow, and you are amazing!" The sloth meeped, pleased with Mitzy's response. "Plus, We are wearing compatible outfits." She giggled, then turned to Karen.

"That's a long name you have, Karen. Very pretty. I don't even have a middle name, let alone two."
Looking down at Elijah, Mitzy put her chin on her hands. "Hello, Elijah! Do you like catnip? I have some catnip in my bag... Somewhere..." Mitzy stood to rummage through her things, continuing to (or at least trying) to keep conversation.

"So... What do you girls like to do for fun?" Mitzy asked as she pulled out random things like a broken Rubix cube, and a coil of wire.

Lavender was a little bit taken aback by Karen's response. She wondered if she should apologize for asking, but settled for "Hello Karen! Nice to meet you. Elijah is a very fitting name for such a beautiful animal" instead. She was almost immediately distracted by Mitzi, anyway. That girl radiated positive energy. It was catching. Lavender smiled a huge smile. She liked that little ball of joy, and her silly pet.

Catching Mitzi's bewildered look, Lavender's smile faltered. She shrugged. "I was curious, is all. The head mistress only mentioned cats and owls, I think, so I guess I just wasn't prepared for a sloth. Muggles don't keep them as pets, anyway. I've only seen them in the zoo, or on the telly. I think he's cute, though. And way better than a turtle. Oh and I don't have a middle name, either."

Blushing, thinking she'd given enough personal information, Lavender sank back into her seat. She watched Mitzi as she dug through her stuff and smiled again.

"It's nice to meet you as well, Mitzy, Lavender," Karen said, before she tilted her head towards Harold. "Well, Harold is an unusual pet; as Lavender stated, most people are expected to bring owls or cats. Still, unusual is not bad, and he is rather cute, really."

Karen flushed as Mitzy complimented her name. She shook her head, trying her best to hide the tint of red on her cheeks, although that was difficult given the paleness of her skin. "I-it's just one middle name, actually," Don't stutter! "Karen Diana are my first names, Irving is my mothers, my maiden name," she explained, a bit flustered - nobody had really complimented her on her name before, except her parents, but they didn't count.

Meanwhile Elijah, purred proudly as Lavender complimented his name, all the while looking up at the mention of catnip. The feline had a glint in its eyes that told Karen that he would be hanging around Mitzy often in the future. Being so easily swayed by treats like that, Karen was sure that Elijah would sell her out one day for a box of catnip.

Still, as she regain her composure, there was one thing she had to wonder about . . .

"Those are a lot of things, Mitzy."

What does she keep them for?

As Mitzy shifted her things around she listened as Lavender and Karen spoke. She smiled to herself, feeling less worried than what she was only a few moments ago. Having Karen and Lavender with her made her feel safe.

"Ah!" Mitzy spied the little tin container of catnip, grabbing for it before holding it up into the air. "I've got it." She grinned eagerly as she nearly torn of the lid, as if she herself was hungry for catnip.
Mitzy froze for a moment when Karen asked about all the things Mitzy removed from the bag.
"Uh- You mean my toys?" She pinched a bit of catnip, leaning towards Elijah with a flat palm. "I didn't mean to bring so many... but I didn't know if I was going to make friends.. And I didn't want to get bored." She looked to her feet as she mumbled.
"Meep!" Harold reached one claw towards the catnip.
"You already ate half the cat-nip, Harold- Save some for later!" She closed the can, placing it back in her bag.