Some potions, Serafina was certain, were the very bane of the witch's existence. This one was one of those. Usually, she avoided crafting any sort of magical artifact that made the young woman go particularly out of her way. A few dash of rare herbs? No problem, she could get her hands on that. But the hairs of a black cat? Really? As if that wasn't terribly cliche as it was, it wasn't as if the girl particularly kept a black cat around for handy spell convenience. She tried to use the fur of her familiar but were wolf fur didn't quite pack the same punch as a bit of DNA from the stereotypical witch companion, apparently. She'd tried to go the easy route, she visited the local shelter with the feigned intention of adopting one of those black felines. They were often discarded as unwanted because of that perception that they were evil but she'd hardly gotten the darn thing out of her car before he'd escaped, as if he sensed her witchy ways. Really, Serafina had little intention of hurting the cat. Just a few plucks of fur and then she'd feed it some tuna or....whatever it was cats ate. Milk? Did cats still drink milk? Maybe she didn't think this whole thing threw but the price her client was willing to pay for this potion had been right.

The young woman stalked down those familiar streets, holding that pathetic excuse for a cat crate the pound had given her. She could see the critter, racing from one car to the next any time she got close and yet, in those heeled boots, the witch had little intention of running after the damned animal. "Here kitty, kitty, kitty." She cooed at it in a sing-song voice and though he eyed her with weariness, any efforts to catch him were thoroughly ruined by the sound of a nearby car alarm. In fact, the loudness of it almost made her jump from her skin. "Jesus Christ." She muttered under her breath, glaring at it was disdain as she continued that walk down the street. Her eyebrows furrowed as she came to the corner of the road, her stormy blue-grey colored gaze shifted down one side to the next. Where had that animal gone off too? Had it really used that one opportunity she had been distracted to vanish into thin air?! This shouldn't have been this difficult! Cats usually loved her!

A soft huff left her lips before those eyes settled upon a young woman across the street. Hmm...maybe she had seen something. "Oh, hey there!" The girl attempted some small resemblance of a simper across her street as she waved down the unfamiliar girl. She glanced right and left, ensuring there were no vehicles before crossing the road. "You wouldn't have happened to see a black cat run by here, have you? I just adopted the bugger and apparently, he's not very partial to my home....or this box....not that I can blame him." She uttered near exasperatedly as she glanced down at that cardboard box that dangled from her fingers. You'd think they would have invested in something more solid...

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