<strong>Name:</strong>Alphonse Lanselot & Memento Mori<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Hufflepuff/4th<br/><strong>Bloodtype:</strong>Pure-blood<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hufflepuff common room<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Danner, Basil<hr/><br/>He flashed Danner a slightly impish grin when he saw his friend manage to make a neutral comment. Being that they were so close, he knew about Danner's natural tendencies; and fully accepted him for it. It wasn't Al's place to go judging others, especially when he's done no harm.<br/><br/>Mori, meanwhile, was judgmental enough for the both of them. He was currently staring at the pipsqueak, sorry excuse for a feline that Basil had. What could the boy possibly want with something so weak? Clearly, Basil must be weak, too, Mori decides.<br/><br/>Basil's probably seen Mori enough times to know that even if he's being actively glowered and glared at, the large feline won't actually do anything besides look nasty and disquieting.<br/><br/>"Well, I'm turning in early. C'mon, Mori, you, too. And no waking everyone up with ripping your scratching post to ribbons in the middle of the night." The feline huffs, but slowly stretches out, and prepares to follow the Master.<br/><br/>Whereas before, Mori had strutted around, now he prowled, as if stalking prey. It's hard to believe that such a large creature could be stealthy, but, all felines were natural sneaks. Al, meanwhile, just walked like a normal person would.