 even though I'm gone most of the day tomorrow... (Catching up, getting help...) Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict
There had been nothing that could have convinced Stella to volunteer to help bathe Roro. Even if the baby dragon had been perfectly adorable during their walk, she was still a bit wary of him, as well as wary of exactly how devoted Professor Wiliamson had seemed to be toward the creature. She didn't want to accidentally do anything wrong, and she'd found herself stepping back toward one of the further hay bales as others had stepped forward to help the professor. The dead ferrets only made her that much more apt to try and stay clear, too. She honestly could barely even watch Lyra eat her cat food. Nuage was a bit different, but then she didn't have much choice there. The pygmy puff ate her own food half the time, after all.
She'd watched as the demonstration of how to massage the baby oil in went on, however, and the subsequent explosion related to a Hufflepuff she couldn't quite say she remembered seeing before. At least she would be able to say she knew the lesson, although she'd pulled her knees upward to bury her face in them as the dragon had started shaking the oil all over the place. A little oil wouldn't hurt her hair, but she didn't want it in her eyes or mouth. Her head had come up as she'd faintly heard Kurumi react to something with the professor, and she uncurled fully to walk forward as the request had been made. "I... I can go get them," she said, eyeing the ferret being waved around for a moment before turning to start hurrying back to the castle. Remembering the oddness last term when she'd adopted Nuage, and wondering if that was related.
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