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Erindipity · 09-07-2015, 03:18 PM

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

As he peered at the treehouse, he could see a slew of kids clambering through, up and around it. Likely there were more on the inside too. It made him smile a little. At least it was getting a good use. And at least kids still knew how to entertain themselves outdoors. Create their own little mini adventures.

He was deliberating on how much help he could be to adding to such adventures, and admittedly the wisety of doing such a thing, when a certain pair of shoes caught his attention. Pink. They were glaringly pink. Which, while there were more than a handful of young girls in Hogwarts, he was fairly certain he knew exactly who those shoes belonged to. Only one would have shoes as pink as those.

Following in her mother's footsteps. That was, if it was indeed Dora. He was almost positive it was, but then, eyes could be tricky things. So, he gave a slight wave - as she seemed to be staring in his general direction anyways - and started towards the treehouse to try and see better.

Dora was sure he had seen her now. He had waved and all. She gave a small wave in return and kicked her feet some more. Yep. He could come to her, she was NOT getting down from the treehouse, even if it was Uncle Sabel.

...and she kicked her feet so hard that one of her pink shoes flew right off of her foot... and fell dooooown toward Sabel's head. OOOOPS!

09-07-2015, 03:18 PM	#25 (permalink)
Erindipity DMT Mountain Troll Join Date: Jul 2009 Posts: 23,573 x8	Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani As he peered at the treehouse, he could see a slew of kids clambering through, up and around it. Likely there were more on the inside too. It made him smile a little. At least it was getting a good use. And at least kids still knew how to entertain themselves outdoors. Create their own little mini adventures. He was deliberating on how much help he could be to adding to such adventures, and admittedly the wisety of doing such a thing, when a certain pair of shoes caught his attention. Pink. They were glaringly pink. Which, while there were more than a handful of young girls in Hogwarts, he was fairly certain he knew exactly who those shoes belonged to. Only one would have shoes as pink as those. Following in her mother's footsteps. That was, if it was indeed Dora. He was almost positive it was, but then, eyes could be tricky things. So, he gave a slight wave - as she seemed to be staring in his general direction anyways - and started towards the treehouse to try and see better. Dora was sure he had seen her now. He had waved and all. She gave a small wave in return and kicked her feet some more. Yep. He could come to her, she was NOT getting down from the treehouse, even if it was Uncle Sabel. ...and she kicked her feet so hard that one of her pink shoes flew right off of her foot... and fell dooooown toward Sabel's head. OOOOPS!