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She was running. She had a distinct feeling of déjà vu as she raced through the bushes, chased by nothing but her imagination. During her hunt she had suddenly felt a surge of fear and took off towards her house, ears flat back on her head and tail half between her legs. Slamming against the door once, she waited for her friend to open the door. As soon as the door was open, she dashed inside and hurled herself at the door from the inside, shutting it firmly and leaning against it, every muscle in her body quivering.
"What's wrong, Alexis?" Moire asked, stroking Alexis' head to calm her.
"I... don't know," Alexis growled, voice deep and gravelly in her animagus form. "I just... felt afraid. Very, very afraid."
"It's okay. You're off to Hogwarts tomorrow, so you'll be fine there if there is anything threatening," Moire comforted. That seemed to calm Alexis down.
Ever since her massive accident over fourteen years ago, Alexis and Moire had been working in the Muggle world and in the Magical world. In the Muggle world, Alexis and Moire were waitresses at a highly successful restaurant while in the Magical world they were assistants at the Department of Magical Creatures, dealing with the guarding of the magical creatures around Hull.
"Yeah... I'll get some sleep now..." Alexis mumbled as she trudged off to her room.
Yeah, I know, short... but hey. She's aliiiiiiive!! BWAHAHAHAAAAA!!
Priestess