"None of it pulled out, I assure you," Alastor told her. "It's not exactly fur, but I do have a 'winter coat' of sorts. I need to regularly brush it out lest I end up with nothing but painful knots on my head. I simply noticed how your crow friends enjoyed it as nesting material, so I tossed it into the bag with other bits and bobs that were too small for me to use."