Toadstool, Silenced.
It kept moving that little weird mouth.
It kept trying to talk.
Paloma shivered at the thought of being silenced, which she only was able to do during lessons and ballet. She kept a lot of things to herself in those moments.
"Okay, so...time for you to go to the Greenhouse, next door, to get proper sun, and be nice to other toadstools." She found a pen in her purse and scribbled over a tag.
Quote:
Paloma Robles
Ravenclaw Seventh Year
"Ceta"
After putting the label on the pot, she waddled over to the Geenhouse two, looked for a nice spot around other Toadstools. Any more instructions? She thought as she walked back to Greenhouse One.