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lemon · 07-30-2014, 01:58 AM

Text Cut: You KNOW who. :P

"I will!" Not that it was HIS fault Feo had gotten away in the first place. She knew it was hers, right? After all, Dima had a firm hold on his leash the whole time, but as soon as he tried to hand it over to Lex, it was whisked away. Coincidence? He thought not, mhm.

Plus she hadn't yelled at him about it, so that ALSO was evidence against her.

At least her planning skills weren't as bad as her leash-monitoring ones. Nodding, the first year wrapped the fabric robe around his wrist again and nudged the crup along. This was still FUN, even though it was exhausting. Like all good things, after all.

07-30-2014, 01:58 AM	#195 (permalink)
lemon DMLE Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: May 2010 Location: Wakanda Posts: 11,002 Hogwarts RPG Name: Annaliese Toussaint First Year x12 x12	Dani's Citrus Duck Spawn \| Mama Giraffe \| Lemon PATch \| Pushed the Red Button Text Cut: You KNOW who. :P Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Completely unsquished was just what she wanted to hear and no doubt what the Professor would have liked to hear if they ever told him but pfft, they weren't that forthcoming. Correction, she wasn't that forthcoming. Dima was more of an open book. You didn't even have to try too hard to hear the story of his entire young life. Just a 'hello' could suffice. "Good, be sure he doesn't run away again." As for how much longer they'd walk him...? The Professor said two hours...but that run had to have covered at least at hour and a half in energy burning so.... "We'll just walk him to the fountain, let him have some water then we can take him back to Botros and be done with it. Sound good.?" The crup was cute but he was also tiring. "I will!" Not that it was HIS fault Feo had gotten away in the first place. She knew it was hers, right? After all, Dima had a firm hold on his leash the whole time, but as soon as he tried to hand it over to Lex, it was whisked away. Coincidence? He thought not, mhm. Plus she hadn't yelled at him about it, so that ALSO was evidence against her. At least her planning skills weren't as bad as her leash-monitoring ones. Nodding, the first year wrapped the fabric robe around his wrist again and nudged the crup along. This was still FUN, even though it was exhausting. Like all good things, after all. __________________ and so i took an axe to a mended fence.___________________.______._________________ __________________________________..____this is why we can't have nice things, darling.