The fox scurried over to Rose's other shoulder, peeking at the cat through her hair.  Rose looked over at the sound of the cat.  "Hey there."  One hand went out to stroke it's head, softly scratching behind the ears.  "And who does a pretty kitty like you belong to."  She never fully understood it, but animals just seemed to bring out another side in her.  Of course, that still wasn't good enough to have gotten her a high enough mark in Care for Magical Creatures to continue it.