Post by AUGUSTINE A. COREY on Dec 23, 2013 3:29:10 GMT
Oh how she hated that dreadful place, the Owlery was her interpretation of Dante's very own inferno it was life size version of Hell.. First off the smell.. It was constantly neglected so the smell of stale owl droppings always greeted anyone who drifted up those steps. Then there was those dreadful steps.. YES Steps that seemed icy regardless if it was in the midst of summer or in the throws of a frozen tundra that naturally seemed to come with winter.. Currently it was close to Christmas so naturally the she was taking her life in her hands by even going up there..
Upon her second fall she figured it was worse than usual someone had to have come up there and gotten creative with a water charm and iced the stairs to the point that it was like walking up a treacherous slide that would with just a single wrong step see her unconsciousness and sprawled out with various broken bones at the bottom of those stairs. However since Prune had been missing since he prior Friday and her Head of House had taken her aside to explain that now two people had complained that their owls had been murdered.
Auggie of course found this un-fair to Prune, as it had been two years since Prune had escaped last and reduced that Slytherin's Screech Owl to a pile of crimson ooze and feathers. Prune naturally was easy to blame things on as the cat was notably anti-social, and a vicious biter. Sadly Prune's appearance didn't help with her winning people over.. Prune being a Sphynx she was considered by most peculiar in appearance, it did not help that to help regulate Prunes body temperature Auggie forced the cat to wear a enchanted yellow and black sweater. So to say that Prune was hard to miss was an understatement.. So when the owls met an untimely demise it was natural that professors turned their biased glances in the direction of Prune and began to question the inhabitants of Hufflepuff if they had recently seen the infamous feline.
For the past three days the answer on all her housemates lips had been no, so with that looming and the thought of another hefty fine Auggie ventured out in search of a cat that could be anywhere.. But with all the blood and gore being linked to owls Auggie had a good hunch where she could find Prune as where it might be stinky, it might be covered in owl droppings, it was warm inside the owlery and outside the tasty owls it had Prunes second favorite food.. Mice..
When she encroached the owlery it was just as she had hoped it not been she could see the stained straw and
and scattering of feathers that had to been the recent death of the that barn owl that had that Justin Talbertson crying. Looking up she was greeted with at least a hundred pair of glaring judgmental eyes. Its like they knew she was a cat owner..
Auggie began to call for Prune using a classic clicking sound that normally drew Prune out of hiding. Side stepping a rather disgusting pile of gnome bits and straw and feathers she frowned as Prune did occasionally like the random gnome that she could wrestle from their homes. The evidence was pointing to a Prune invasion. Then she heard it that light chip that came not from a bird but a exotic cat..
Their sitting alone on a rafter way next to the wall was Prune's gray face and wide golden eyes She watched as her cat gracefully made her way from rafter to rafter owls taking flight the nearer she got to them. Till Prune got three feet from the last rafter that lined the tall arched ceiling.. Auggie watched as Prune picked up something and continued her stroll down north most wall which was lined with hay bales and took to scaling them down to the ground.
Auggie watches in horror as Prune plops on the toe of her new shoes what appears to be part of a owl she can only say she thinks its part of an owl because it still has a few tail feathers.. She scoops up Prune and hisses softly into her cat's ear..
"That had better not be my Runes professor's owl" She balances Prune on her hip as she digs threw her bag looking for something to hide the evidence till she could burn it in peace later. Sadly with her cat's insistent chirping and the ruffling of furious feathers Auggie didn't hear the door open or the intruder to this scene.
"Your not a bad kitty.. I know your not.. But you got to stop eating peoples pets.. Its Tacky.." she said absently to Prune who gave an enraged yowl before trying attempting to use Auggie's hip as a spring board for freedom..