Dove chuckled as the ferret seemed to have lost interest in the niffler and went scuttling away. She was fond of the mischievous little critter already and she had barely even had time to interact with him. Or perhaps it was because she was also fond of her master, who knew?

"It was the only place I could have any sort of adventure when I was growing up." Up until when she had started sneaking out and attending things. But that had been eight years of that and now she yearned for deeper adventures than the high society world she should have been a part of all her life. She wanted to know what else there was to see.

"What kind of pet do you think suits me?" She asked curiously, eyes a lit with a bit of mischief as she awaited his answer. The niffler seemed to be all right so she settled him back onto the ground and watched as it scampered off, wondering what would now become of the handkerchief it still sported as a makeshift bandage.