Squeaks could be heard from the mysterious creature that had fallen victim to Bijoux's hunting nature. Poor thing must be living in a nightmare at the moment. "Bijoux, how would you like it if something bigger than you looked at you with hungry eyes? I'd imagine you would be quite rattled." The Slytherin snapped stubbornly. It was quite the effort to guide a creature from its natural course in nature. However, Sweetie was sure that the Hogwarts staff would not appreciate it if animal blood was to be found in a common room. And if it was a pet, Sweetie would never hear the end of it.

Watching as the cat prowled around the creature, Sweetie had almost taken it upon herself to prowl the cat in return. It was in both Sweetie's best interest, and the creatures, if she caught the troublemaker. Finally giving up words, the girl took action. Getting up from her spot, she made a grab for the cat. Earning a hiss, she had missed by an inch before the cat had dodged to the side and had begun growling. Less of a sport now, the cat seemed to have seen this as a challenge.