He was named after a friend - which is a long story. [ Having a friend named Padfoot probably isn't the strangest part of her life, really. She shakes her head, moving along and watching as her dog flutters back over, nudging at her hand. ]

... You're welcome, Waver. [ It means a lot to her, that he understands what the invite means. She nods her head forward and starts, Padfoot hovering and nuzzling at her cheek even as she nudges him. ]

Hot chocolate and I'll shove him in the living room. He's wanted to play with me ever since I got my -- well. My own wings, kind of.