Nate peered at the page, pondering the little black and white bird. If it really was a bird, at least. It had wing-type things, but it didn't really look flight-capable, and he didn't see what the point was in being a non-flying bird. "Sheep? I thought they lived up with that hermit guy with the toymaking gnome slaves?" That was what his Aunt Amy had said, anyway, and she was Muggleborn, so she ought to know. Well, probably. He had been kind of young, and Aunt Amy always got a little confusing when she tried to explain Muggle religions.
"Yeah, let's stay with the magical ones," Nate agreed quickly. He didn't feel a need to go around delivering infants, in bird or human form. Magical animals made so much more sense than Muggle ones. "Just, maybe no fairies?" Fairies were the most useless winged creatures Nate knew of. He would never hear the end of it.