 Chorts + Tanc! A Poop * k8 *
Sooo. This was becoming increasingly creepier. Not that Ember didn't mind creepy--she really didn't mind. She was also VERY glad that there were lots of other people there with her. Lots of people, actually. Hehe.
She saw Jose and sent a nod his way, still holding her wand in front of her so cautiously. She was feeling calm, just jittery from the cold. Even WITH the snowsuit. When suddenly...she...she heard that. Whoah. What in Merlin's beard-----that was a creepy noise. It had to be the chorts. It HAD to be. What else could it have been? OF course they wouldn't be happy about them being there...in their 'domain.' Riiiiight. She eyed Tancred, her coworker, one of the more experienced ones, too, and she sighed.
"I'm good. Just. Cold." She said with a small grin, and gestured at the forest. "I don't think the Chorts are happy to see us...smell us..whatever they do..." she said, raising an eyebrow. She didn't want to do TOO much talking, but it was kind of helping put her at ease, too. She wanted them to hurry up and come out, though? "Where are the little spiderS?" she asked Tanc, curiously, and also looking over at Harmony with that question.
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Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |