Katya did have a degree of pride about her Animagus form, a gorgeous falcon. It was hard to get her out of the form when she'd finally mastered it and registered to be able to change whenever she wanted. Brown and black feathers went down her body, talons like small daggers gripped the stone where she stood. As with any Animagus, there was a tell, some sort of special mark on the animal that was different. For Katya, her blonde hair and blue eyes held through, in a way. The falcon's eyes were a deep blue, and the feathers coming down from her head were striped with yellow, contrasting the black and brown of her body.<br/><br/>Her head tilted a bit as the young witch approached her, thinking at first to change and reprimand her. Her thoughts changed though, as she truly observed the girl. Confused, young, now she remembered the face earlier, just barely though, because she'd been sorted, a first year. She wasn't trying to cause trouble, she had accidentally wandered some and gotten lost in the winding pathways of Hogwarts, just as countless others had their first year, including her. Now, where did this girl need to be? She wasn't giving the vibe of a Slytherin, and she hadn't seen her at the Ravenclaw table at the Feast. Hufflepuff or Gryffindor, that meant. Making an educated guess, she flapped her wings, gliding slowly down the hall, landing on another ledge to look back to the girl, as if to make sure she was following behind.