"Or his sense of adventure, I suppose." Or his sheer lack of self-preservation, which Isabel isn't about to mention. Then again, with his sheer size and the inch length claws (at least), Chaos probably had never been in any serious danger.

Even if it had been a 'haze the new girl' sort of thing, Isabel wasn't the type of student to participate in that sort of thing--not that the other girl could really know that.

"Of course, he's just proud that he found it, and I'm not that big of a jewelry sort of person. Even if I was, I'd want help finding ones sort of like it! I wouldn't take yours. That's not right." That said, she offered the bangle back to its rightful owner.

Any normal cat might pounce on the walking stick--Chaos, not being a normal cat, just gave a 'mrrrp' of greeting to the other familiar.