 Post 7 curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
Now that Sven was fed, it was time to put him down for a nap. Wandering over to the pile of hay Caleb had created, he sat down and motioned for him to come sit next to him. Sven seemed uncertain at first but then finally came over and sat by him, laying down and putting his head on his lap.
"Tired?" he chuckled as he slowly started to pet the top of his head. Sven slowly started to close his eyes, and very very VERY softly, Caleb started to sing a lullaby...hopefully only loud enough for JUST Sven to hear because omg. Embarrassing.
"Lullaby and goodnight, go to sweet little griffin
Go to bed, rest your head, la la la la la la la..."
...Caleb didn't know the rest of the words, so he just repeated that a few more times until Sven was snoring next to him. He sat up slowly, moving Sven's head so it was resting on the straw instead of his lap, and then brushed himself off. The griffin snuggled himself sleepily into the straw and then passed out again, snoring once more. Caleb grinned, gave him another pat on the head, and then headed out of the stall. He'd come visit again later!
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