Who: Ariana dell'Uva and
OpenWhat: Walking furry things
Where: Diagon Alley
When: 6pm, Wednesday 9th January, 2005
Rating: TBD (PG-ish?)
Status: Open; Incomplete
The Menagerie would be closing within the hour, but it was dreadfully slow. People didn't come in much when the sun wasn't out. Rather than sitting around staring at the walls she offered to take some of the more restless, furry guys out for a walk/play. Mungo, Jerry and Rumeplteaser, who were the wolfhound puppies, and Greta, a kneazle, all had leashing charms on them in case Ariana needed to reign them in, but for the most part she let them wander and roam as far as they liked so long as she could keep an eye on them. The puppies kept trying to tackle Greta, who kept trying to remind them she had very, very sharp claws. If she didn't live in her parents house at the moment Ariana probably would have adopted Greta, though admittedly sometimes the fluffy girl seemed about ready to maim Ariana on sight, but the rest of the time she was perfectly sweet. It was a bit odd really.
The puppies chased Greta and nearly collided with a pair of legs, causing Ariana to have to tug them back toward her and away from the innocent legs of passers-by. "No, you guys no running into people! Sit!" All three sat in unison to her great pleasure. She'd been working on training them for weeks. With a smile she gave them each a treat and told them they could play. They took off again, but she kept them closer to her this time while Greta just sniffed at people and rubbed up against corners of the buildings and doorways.