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sweetpinkpixie · 09-14-2016, 04:33 AM

Paige couldn't help but hang on every question Aslan was asking (hard not to, she was a journalist at heart) while trying to balance her quill and parchment in one hand while reaching for some slices of raw meat to try and lure one of the threstals to her. Movements that actually brought her on by the Gryffindor. "There are some over that way," she nodded, eyes briefly glancing towards the back of the area. "I assume they are part of the herd that pull the carriages start of term." Just to explain why there were more than one present and why Hogwarts would have more than one in general. Or something.

Something that had not entirely registered with her while she had been riding them this term, her thoughts distracted and far from Hogwarts at the time.

Offering one last timid smile, Paige walked around her and over towards one of the other, nameless for now, threstals and shyly held out a piece of meat for it. Which certainly did catch the creature's attention, its white eyes with a hungry gleam about it, but did not make any advances towards her. Pursing her lips, and perhaps feeling just a tiny tinge of jealousy that others were so easily able to approach their selected winged horse with such ease, the seveth year lobbed the meat towards it and took a small step back just to ensure it that she was no threat. The movement started it at first, hooves pounding the ground and hopping a few steps back itself, but soon its leathery nose was sniffing at the ground and harsh beak of a mouth tearing at her offering. All the while Paige held out another piece of meat towards it, standing very still in place until the threstal was done with the first piece and showed interest in the one in her hand.

09-14-2016, 04:33 AM	#130 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,833 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	Aslan...and anyone else who wants to try and coax a threstal over :3 astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Paige couldn't help but hang on every question Aslan was asking (hard not to, she was a journalist at heart) while trying to balance her quill and parchment in one hand while reaching for some slices of raw meat to try and lure one of the threstals to her. Movements that actually brought her on by the Gryffindor. "There are some over that way," she nodded, eyes briefly glancing towards the back of the area. "I assume they are part of the herd that pull the carriages start of term." Just to explain why there were more than one present and why Hogwarts would have more than one in general. Or something. Something that had not entirely registered with her while she had been riding them this term, her thoughts distracted and far from Hogwarts at the time. Offering one last timid smile, Paige walked around her and over towards one of the other, nameless for now, threstals and shyly held out a piece of meat for it. Which certainly did catch the creature's attention, its white eyes with a hungry gleam about it, but did not make any advances towards her. Pursing her lips, and perhaps feeling just a tiny tinge of jealousy that others were so easily able to approach their selected winged horse with such ease, the seveth year lobbed the meat towards it and took a small step back just to ensure it that she was no threat. The movement started it at first, hooves pounding the ground and hopping a few steps back itself, but soon its leathery nose was sniffing at the ground and harsh beak of a mouth tearing at her offering. All the while Paige held out another piece of meat towards it, standing very still in place until the threstal was done with the first piece and showed interest in the one in her hand. __________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes