Eowyn had already decided that she quite liked Newt, and his appreciation for all animals only confirmed that. He and the wizard of animals would have spoken for long and happy hours, had they the opportunity.

"Since she was a colt. The Mearas run wild in our land, and if a horse is wanted, the one that wishes to have a horse must go to the herd. If they are deemed worthy, a horse will choose them and allow the person to have the training of the horse. In this manner, Bleod chose me. Her name means blaze, for her white forehead."

She paused to pat Bleod's forehead, then looked at the Niffler.

"Does your Niffler have a name?"