<strong>Name:</strong>Alphonse Lanselot & Memento Mori<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Hufflepuff/4th<br/><strong>Bloodtype:</strong>Pure-blood<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Great Hall, Hufflepuff  table<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Danner, Charlize, open<hr/><br/>"It would be nice if they at least had windows in here." He murmurs sullenly to Danner, who would know that Alphonse really seemed to come alive when it was windy and they were outside, or even inside but just getting a good breeze through the windows. He loved the feeling of a strong wind battering him; it reminded him of flying on the back of a Griffins.<br/><br/>His attention would turn to Charlize, and he flashed her a goofy, awkward, sort of shy smile. "Well, I would say yes, but you'd have to fight Mori for the seat. And no matter how many spells you know, I don't think that's a fight anyone can win." he says with a laugh. As if on cue, Mori rose up and looked straight at Charlize with a venomous glare, mouth opened on one side, baring a single long fang at her. Mori knew her fear, could sense it, and while that made him act with more overt hostility towards her, it ironically meant she was safe around the half-lynx. After all, she properly fears him,<em>as all beings should! </em>And<em>clearly</em>she knows she is inferior to him, the great and powerful--and arrogant, even amongst felines-- Mori. She knows her place, and thus, would not need to be gouged back into it. Such are Mori's thoughts.<br/><br/>Not that Al would ever let Mori get away with that, but the cat certainly seemed to act as if he were not bound by metaphysical chains. Even now, Al was reaching out to scratch along Mori's head, completely spoiling his stare down. "Hey, now, none of that. You be a good boy, or I bump you down from sirloin to salisbury." he admonishes Mori, more for appearances than anything. He knew the cat would never hurt someone unless they had attacked one of them first.<br/><br/>When the food materializes before them, Al is quick to load a plate up with a small amount of beef and pork items, but mostly chicken or other poultry. This plate ends up on the edge of the table at Mori's seat. The feline places his front paws on either side of the plate, and eats quietly and neatly.  Their's like a full pound of meat on the plate, and the cat will devour it all; not surprising, given his size, though.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Al settles also for large quantities of meat, but for him, it's mostly beef, and copious amounts of mashed potatoes and gravy.