Simba had heard the howling, and, unable to resist, had arrived to investigate. Sure enough, there was a ... creature of sorts in the Sorting Room. It looked like a human, mostly, but its head looked kind of like a hyena. He looked and smelled like he might be hurt, too. Simba approached with caution, his ears and tail upright and alert. He sniffed at the boy-thing carefully, trying to look welcoming.
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Date: 2007-07-06 10:19 am (UTC)"Hi. I'm Simba. Are you a hyena?"