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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow  "Zeeeeeus? Zeus? ZEUS COOPER!" Where WAS that kneazle of hers? Maddie was trying not to panic as the little guy was an independent feline with a spirit that couldn't be tamed. The Beyonce of the male kneazle sort, okay? But seeing as it was freezing and he'd never spent a night outside of the dorm, the small brunette was sort of desperate to find him.
She sent another paper ball rolling along the floor and watched for any signs of movement as she pulled her cloak tighter around her. What would she do if he couldn't be found before curfew? WELL if it was Head Girl Cassia, Maddie was confident she'd understand cause she was COOL. She didn't get that Head Boy Person so she couldn't tell with HIM. And as for her own prefects, well they seemed disinterested as long as the younger claws weren't getting them in trouble which was good for her. And any of the others, well she'd deal when the time came.
"Excuse me, portrait person." This was a LAST resort, okay? Maddie wasn't exactly keen on talking to portraits but desperate times... "You haven't seen a handsome yet ferocious little kneazle running by here, have you?"
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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles "Yes ma'am. Yes ma'am. But-yes-no ma'am." Kyroh bobbed his head along as the elderly lady in the portrait continued to scold him. Normally he would have felt completely and utterly terrible for getting in trouble but Kyroh didn't really think he DID anything wrong. Plus getting in trouble from a portrait was different than getting in trouble from a real person right?
-And that's the least of your worries isn't it? Going out looking like that without a care in the world, next thing you know you'll be wearing holes in your jeans and all that nonsense and you don't want that do you? The woman's eyes narrowed.
"No ma'am actually not really I don't mind but no-"
EXACTLY! You don't and-
"No ma'am I don't but I don't own a comb ." The boy argued quietly.
DON'T OWN A COMB? How could you not? Well how could you! That explains that birds nest on your head. In my day boys would never leave the house without coming their hair- Annnnd she was back to square one. The portrait continued to talk and Kyroh continued to nod until he heard a familiar voice nearby.
"Excuse me ma'am, but I actually have someone more interesting to talk to." With that he ran off, leaving the blabbering lady as she continued to rant.
Kyroh ran turning the corner and collided right into his fellow first year claw. "HI BODDIE!" Caterina rounded the corner, carrying a tray of freshly baked cupcakes, a new recipe which she thought had gone over quite well, and followed by her own cat Sharky who had seemed to have made a friend along the way. The seventh year took in the sight of the two younger students colliding and made a face, but it seemed as if neither of them happened to be harmed by the incident, so there was no trouble. "Excuse me." She stopped near them, smiling, "But do either of you happen to know who this kneazle belongs to? He seems to be rather lost." Though Sharky didn't seem to mind having a little friend and Cat didn't mind taking care of the poor thing until she could find its owner.
She glanced first at the boy then the girl, hoping that one of them might recognize the poor little dear and wondering if they too could smell the fabulous scent of cake coming from under the covered tray in her hands. |