Serafina was particularly used to being spoke down too, not to mention managers like him attempting to deal with her and her "holligan" kind. She had gotten particularly used to being unfazed by them in her younger years, when it wasn't particularly uncommon for the woman to steal for food when she was hungry and desperate enough and her other methods of begging and debauchery had failed to come through for her. The wagging of his finger only caused her eyebrow to raise ever so slightly at him and yet, she hardly shifted her stance at all. She was a paying customer this time and was entirely trusting in the wolf at her side to not attempt to eat the fellow patrons of the store. Worst case scenario though, she was a witch. She could certainly wreck her own sort of havoc if it was ever deemed necessary. Still, the girl did little more then to repeat the words of the ghost that only she could see was still attached to the man in her way. She could hardly deny that smug look of amusement that crossed her features at the surprise that was mirrored not only within the manager but also the ghost connected to him. Clearly the grandmother didn't realize she could be seen.

Regardless, the girl hardly had any desire to so assist the ghost any further, instead walking away with her fingers brushing against the wolf's fur as she led Raven away from the man and the rabbits and further into the store. She led Raven towards the toy section, releasing her grip upon the canine as she watched her in mute silence. This was the whole reason why Serafina had brought them here, to find something they might be able to play with. It seemed, however, the task was entirely futile. She watched as Raven's gaze glanced over the array of multi-colored, multi-textured toys with decided disinterest. It was...unexpected to say the least. A small frown crossed the girl's lips as Raven walked down the aisle, pausing only at the presence of a stuffed armadillo. She watched as Raven fetched the armadillo from it's place against the wall though she hardly expected the woman's reaction at that squeak that left the stuffed toy. "Hey now." Serafina uttered at that growl that left the lupine's lips. She could hardly deny the soft sigh as Raven began to toss her dial from side to side before dropping it entirely. The young witch paused, scooping up the toy only to fetch a bag of balls from the display. If Raven wasn't going to pick an appropriate toy, then Serafina would see to it they had something. Maybe when the dog was more in her right mind, she might appreciate this.

Nevertheless, she turned down the aisle, moving to catch up to her companion only to stop and stare at the felines that Raven had found. "Well now you're not even trying. You can't honestly expect for me to throw a cat for you to fetch." She grumbled. "Come on Raven, we're leaving." She nudged the wolf, trying to get the girl moving without any further glance given towards the cats. She might have been dispassionate but she was not cruel enough to buy a pet just for Raven to consume. No thank you. She reached down to grab the wolf by the scruff, tugging on her lightly but firmly away from the cages only to pull the wolf towards the line of the checkout. It wasn't hard to deposit the only two things on the conveyor belt, her stormy gaze steadfast upon the wolf, watching her with a level of weariness as she handed her credit card to the woman at the checkout. She could feel the weight of the manager's gaze upon her, clearly judging the pair and Serafina was prideful enough to prove him wrong, to show that man that her wolf was capable of behaving herself and not being a threat to the other customers. It all relied on Raven.

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