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Watson After exploring parts of the castle, Olivia made her way to the courtyard and then closer to the bridge. This part of the school was unusually quiet which made her feel a little uncomfortable. Was anyone out here? She took a step closer to the bridge and heard someone say, "Fetch!" She followed the voice to find two dogs playing.
Her eyes lingered a bit more and then she turned pink. Just her luck. It was the new and very attractive Healer playing fetch with his two dogs. Erm. She took a deep breath in and focused on the dogs. Those were big dogs. Newfoundlands perhaps? They were certainly bigger than her Mr. Bennet, their old and faithful Australian shepherd. "Hello!" she ginned. "Your dogs are gorgeous! What are there names?" she asked, approaching the Healer with a grin. They reminded her of Mr. Bennet in his younger days when he would play soccer with her and her brother in the garden. That was many years ago.
River dropped the ball to the ground, tucked away his wand back in his arm holster and watched his two dogs figure out what to do next. Usually, dogs would clamour for the ball but the two just...stared at it. Bumi however, began to nudge the toy towards River's feet.
"Ah. Another round, I suppose?" Roscoe barked once, as if saying yes. Well, their tails wagging said so. The Healer picked the ball up, ready to make it fly across again, when a young lady made her presence known.
River turned around, gave the Gryffindor a smile and returned her greeting.
"Hello Miss...?" It was just the second day of the school year, which means that River hasn't completely memorized the student roster. There were hundreds of them...meaning he couldn't remember this young lady's name. Roscoe and Bumi barked twice, and River immediately had his finger on them and gave the commanding
"Tsch!" No barking when he's talking to someone, boys.
"I suppose that's them saying thank you for the compliment." River grinned and went on to introduce his dogs.
"This is Roscoe," he said patting the jetblack furry dog,
"And this one is Bumi." he continued and gave the chocolate brown mutt a good old pat on the head.
"Both of them are rescue dogs. Newfoundlands to be exact." he said turning the ball in his hand.
"Why don't you let them smell the back of your hand? If they poke it with their nose then you'd know you can pat them." he said stepping aside to let the Gryffindor do her introductions.