Stroking Zeno, nestled tightly in his arms, Archer stuck his head into Magical Menagerie, gently closing the door behind him as the bells chimed in the wind. Hazel eyes pinpointing rows of canned cat food, he scooped up a basket and dropped in a selection to purchase. Releasing the tabby from his clutches to allow him to choose his own bed, Archer turned his attention towards toys for his newfound pet. Unaware of the finicky nature of felines, he selected a variety under the assumption Zeno would play with all of them. Clutching the items, he knelt by the bed the tabby had chosen, gently willing him to jump into his arms. Setting the basket onto the counter he greeted Mrs Witticker, then said, 'I would like to buy these, please.' Pointing towards the bed, he continued, 'And that, I'll retrieve it right now.' His hands had been quite full moments before, but Archer now hauled it over. Paying and verbalising his gratitude, he said, 'His name is Zeno,' in reply to Mrs. Witticker's question.

Zeno, a red mackerel tabby, had been named after the founder of stoicism himself. Archer had discovered the stray cat while he was exploring Canada with Maman, alone wandering the streets of Muggle Winnipeg. The cat had followed Archer for a while, always tagging along whenever he entered the street, slipping out from his dark hiding spot in a hidden alleyway. It did not take long for the Scot to realise the stray was after food and eventually, came prepared for Zeno. While the little devil started out with hostility, taking his food and promptly leaving (and sometimes even gracing Archer with a scratch), a bond was formed as they went further down the line. When Marguerite was informed, she reported the cat to authorities and having no avail trying to find out if he had owners, the mother and son eventually decided to adopt Zeno. Following medical tests and paperwork, Archer soon had Zeno on his lap. However, it was one early morning on the Isle of Skye when Archer felt a true connection. The sun was just rising and Zeno, standing on a rock in his regal glory, was overlooking the mountains. The student couldn't help but imagine a story for him. Perhaps, like Zeno, he had lost everything in his life, yet like the philosopher, he was letting go of his pain to reach eudaemonia.

'You promise you won't fight Scout, right?' Archer asked with an endearing smile. Zeno only purred in response.

What animal do you wish to purchase? Red Mackerel Tabby
What do you want to name it? Zeno
Is this a boy or a girl? Boy
What is your pet's date of birth? 3rd Jan 2019 (IC this is unknown)

Pet Permission Granted

Have fun with your furry little friend!