flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
Of course she has an owl skirt. Of. Course.
And yes, I realize she’s not wearing socks. She’s a rebel with uncovered paws.
In other news, I simply can’t decide, so I’m crowd-sourcing, Tiny, tiny crowd-sourcing. No, you may not write in Slytherin, because the Sorting Hat is on MY head and I vetoes.