When Fauna said it was important she felt more of a need to find it. She didn't want her friend to have lost something important coming on this errand with her. She started to look around for it careful for the necklace perhaps she should have asked what it was made of though given the nature of jewellery. Olivia felt a little bit of relief when her friend had found the necklace. Olivia looked at the pendant from a distance. It truly was simple.

"Do you keep hold of it to find the owner?" Olivia asked. She wouldn't put it past Fauna. She was curious though why her friend held onto it when a Raven had simply dropped it off. "I guess the Raven lives up to the name?" Olivia looked at the pendant still, it seemed oddly familiar. Why did that seem so familiar? Olivia got a little closer and seemed to notice. "Is that Rosemary's grandmother's pendant?" Olivia asked unsure that would be a small world.

Fauna blinked at Ollie's perfectly reasonable question. Why did she hold on to it? Was it really necessary to keep it in her pocket? It didn't feel like hers, but it didn't feel like it belonged to anyone anymore, either.

"Mmhmm," she nodded anyway. Two spots of color bloomed on her cheeks.

Mmhmm, Trouble was aptly named.

"I'm sorry?" She said automatically, sure she'd misheard the third question.

Fauna's gaze shot to Ollie. Rosemary. Rosemary Hampton. No, it couldn't be. Could it?

"Rosemary, the girl who was a few years older than us in Hufflepuff?"

A few years older than Fauna, not Ollie, who was even younger, but Ollie would know who she meant. Rosemary Hampton, the girl whose file had a permanent place on Fauna's desk. In 2009 she'd been found murdered in the back room of Grimshaw's, a shop which was the origin of trouble by any name.

"This is her grandmother's? Phyllis Hampton?"

The grandmother was listed as next of kin in Rosemary's file, but Fauna could have sworn she'd seen her name on another list very recently.[1]

Her heart beating faster, Fauna held out the pendant, carefully turning it over in her palm to show Ollie the ivy border on the back, and then to show her the rose etched on the front.

1.	She is about to remember that Phyllis is a werewolf who was at the Dumfriesshire Safe House when it was attacked in January 2012

Ollie nodded her head as Fauna went on to ask or rather clarify which Rosemary it was that Ollie was referring to. "Yes, that Rosemary." Ollie took a closer look at the pendant in Fauna's hand. Ollie wanted to pick it up but knew full well she couldn't do that. So she started to get a bit of a closer look at it.

"Phyllis' pendant I am pretty sure." She said standing up. "I think she gave it to Rosemary because she couldn't wear it anymore after becoming a werewolf," Ollie said it so easily where others might have perhaps paused. "You know us and our silver," Ollie said with a little bit of a laugh. But if memory served she was pretty sure. Though maybe it was something similar and not Phyllis' at all.

"I wonder how it ended up in a place to be picked up by Trouble?"

Fauna returned Ollie's smile, but it was distant and distracted. Werewolves and silver. She thought of the old silver key in her pocket. The other gift that Trouble had brought her in January.

Trouble had shown up at Grimshaw's, croaking a warning at Fauna in the back room, the very same place that Rosemary had been found murdered years ago. If it really was Rosemary's pendant, then had Trouble found it somewhere at Grimshaw's, or nearby?

"I wonder that too, Ollie. Where Trouble found it, and why she brought it to me."

All of the jokes she'd made with Fig about the animagus registry suddenly seemed not so funny right now. She'd checked the list from the past few years. But maybe she hadn't looked back far enough...

"Anyway," Fauna shook her head. "Um, thanks for helping me sort it out. Really."

She tried for a warmer smile. Count on a Hufflepuff werewolf to notice and remember why Phyllis had given her pendant to Rosemary. Count on Ollie to care about this mystery with her usual kindness and optimism.

Merlin, she'd missed her.

Though her mind raced ahead, thinking of how she'd have to review the case file for a missing pendant, and mention this oddity to Trevelyan, and catch up with Fig, and look for Trouble, and hang around Grimshaw's and wait for something terrible to happen like it always did, Fauna tucked those thoughts to the back of her mind and focused on the hill they'd set their sights on earlier.

She glanced at Ollie to make sure she was beside her, and started trekking up the sloping field.

Her hand closed around the pendant in a fist, the red ribbon fluttering between her fingers.

"Yeah," Ollie mused on that a moment. "Why you?"

Ollie was surprised she had remembered it and that any facts were at all helpful. Ollie wasn't sure exactly how she had helped Fauna figure something out but apparently she had. It was just a little something that Ollie had recalled. "You're welcome," Ollie said almost sounding a little unsure. "I am glad I could help out even a little." Ollie almost considered adding any time she was more than willing. But it wasn't like she would generally be involved in anything that Fauna did.

Ollie started walking again remember that they were here for another purpose though in the back of her mind she was still wondering why Fauna had the pendant and what it all meant and was connected to. It wasn't her place though.

"Hopefully we get up this hill and we see the delivery," otherwise they would going to be in a world of trouble.

Fauna nodded, trying to look reassuring.  Most of Fauna's non-trainee friends would ask outright why the information they'd just given was helpful. But Ollie was no stranger to keeping secrets, and understood the need for privacy more than most.

"I hope so," Fauna agreed, just as they reached the top of the hill.

She shielded her eyes from the sun and took a look around. Wind ruffled the canopy of a grove of trees to the west, and the fields turned to farmland in the east, but to the north, a short distance away, stood a tall wooden fence.

Just beyond the fence, Fauna spotted huge dandelion heads bobbing in the air.[1]

Wait, no.

"Are those..." She trailed off, a smile spreading across her face. Fauna pointed in the direction of the fence.

"Puffskeins!" Fauna said, in the same tone of wonder that she used for murtlaps and horklumps and other harmless magical creatures.

1.	I picture the game Slime Rancher