 Potions HW Post 1 curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
Caleb had of COURSE gone with the dog. From glancing at his reflection in a puddle in the courtyard as he walked to the bridge, he was a Beagle from the looks of it. This felt totally natural to him - perhaps he should look into becoming an animagus. That would be SWEET! No goofy potion needed, just BOOM! DOG! Just like that, with a simple thought. He was totally going to research that later.
In the meantime, though, he was going to go for a walk! The bridge was creaking under his paws, which was weird, but made sense - he was a lot closer to the boards making up the bridge than he usually was. Which also meant he was closer to the NOTHINGNESS beneath him...however, he wasn't scared or nervous. All he could focus on was the cool breeze on his face, blowing his beagle-y ears around as he walked.
He wasn't as cold as he thought he would be. This fur was nice! Not that hot, like he thought it would be. AND OOOOH, HE SMELLED SOMETHING. SOMETHING...hmmmm...
Time to follow his nose!
__________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid |