A Formidable Beast, Surely. Pet

xxxxxxHomesickness. Hana's acclimation to Hogwarts was proving to be quite difficult. And as such, her astute parents couldn't help but worry for their daughters well-being. How was she to thrive in her education journey if she were struggling to acclimate to her day-to-day?

Hana was wandering the halls of the Manor one day, when her father called her into his resting chambers.

"My dear, me and your mother are quite concerned with your acclimation to Hogwarts," her father started, softly petting the top of her head.

He held the creature but the scruff of its neck, causing it to squirm uncomfortably in his grasp. Baring a bright grin, he did a little 'Ta-da' motion with a vacant, gloved hand; "I was about the forest, as one is, when I stumbled across this curious little critter. And, as one does, I planned to kidnap him from mother nature's claws and conduct various observations, as one does." Her mother merely offered a singular, slow nod of support.

"When I thought to myself, hm, oh how my beautiful daughter would absolutely adore such a critter... have I guessed correctly, my bitter flower?" he asked with a self-satisfied grin, as if he already knew the answer.

Hana crawled from the edge their bed to her parents, reaching a finger out to poke at the creature. It shrunk away at the intrusion, beady eyes staring directly at the bony finger that forced itself into its general vicinity. Perhaps it were hiding some sort of demonic demeanor beneath pleading eyes and proofed fur, waiting for the perfect moment to strike its unassuming victims.

After another moment of silence, it was her mother who began to speak. "It... is quite the curious creature," her mother's monotonous voice offered, thin finger reaching out to stroke the frightened creature. Hana watched with widened eyes as the creature leaned into her mother's grasp, finding solace in the woman's presence.

"You see that! It seems to have taken a liking to your beautiful mother already," her father's eyes twinkled behind thick frames, "You ***are*** your mother's daughter, after all, so I'm sure the critter will eventually take a liking to you as well, my bitter flower. All you need to do is give it time to settle—after all, it's been such an exhilarating afternoon for it."

With a chaste kiss to the crown of her head, her parents departed from her bedchambers to go about their usual business.

"Together, we shall transform you into a foul beast, capable of facing the gods themselves." She held the creature up, its small figure making attempts to hide away in the crevices of her hand. Silly rabbit, that is not possible.

Hm. Interesting reaction for a formidable beast.