 Post #2 be curious, not judgmental
Her arms still extended and her fingers wiggling in encouragement for a griffin to choose her, Sophie watched with eager eyes as the griffin babies chose one student after another - but not her. There were only a few left, ones that were aimlessly wandering, and Sophie waited, her arms still open and hoping that one would look her way and see how cute she was and how eager she was to tend to one of them...
...And then one's little eyes were upon her, and the little thing came scampering her way. SHE HAD BEEN CHOSEN. IT WAS COMING RIGHT TO HER.
Just at that moment, she heard Tobes name his griffin "Griffin," and she snorted lightly to herself. Griffin the griffin. Very clever, Tobias.
What a nerd.
When the griffin reached her arms, Sophie pet it softly, letting it softly nip at her free hand and not minding one bit - no, it didn't really hurt, and she followed suit of Tobes and gently picked up the griffin and pulled it into her lap. "Hi," she murmured and continued to stroke it lightly, still letting it nibble at her other hand - whatever would keep it happy, right? All that mattered was that one CHOSE her and she was ALL SET.
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