Sholol giggles at April's 'criteria', "Well, you should have no problem finding droves to line up before you, young one."  She says with a twinkle in her eye.  Continuing to walk, "By the way, what is your next class?"  Sholol wonders about where they are going, and which teacher she has.<br/><br/>The winged feline comes down to Sholol's shoulder and she pets it gently, then scratches it's ears.  "You have a very nice familiar, Miss. April."  She smiles at the kitty when she says it, rubbing a line down its back.