Post 2 elephant-astic•wanderlust•stay in the ninedaaays the original Taco Belle•look at the flowers✿
Luckily Junia was able to save herself, her hair, and the kneazle she was caring for from the unfortunate litter incident. She did let out a little shriek, though. The very last thing she needed was to get kneazle waste of any kind on her and the poor sick kneazle was having a tough enough time as it was. Proooobably best for the first year to take better care when working with such materials. He'd learned his lesson, she hoped. "It's okay now, everything is okay." She turned her attention back to the creature, positioning herself on the floor right in front of him while she got the tonic ready. She'd never had to give Prince Charlie tonic before, so she was a little unsure about the correct procedure. She certainly didn't want to scare the kneazle any. She also didn't want to get scratched. Maybe starting with a small amount of contact and working her way up? Yeah, that was smart!
The third year waited for the kneazle to move closer and then she gently held out her hand, letting him sniff it. When she was confident he wouldn't bite her, she gently stroked the creature between the ears. That seemed to be the right move, as the kneazle was now standing between her legs. She scratched under his chin gently next, wanted for him to be comfortable with her hands close to his mouth. Then she made a move with the tonic. She was quick and careful, gently opening the side of the kneazles mouth so she could place a couple drops in it. When she was done, she smiled. "Good boy." So far, so good.
Bottle cleaning came next and her furry companion was sticking close to the third year as she worked. Apparently she had a fan, which was more than she could've hoped for. "Scourgify." The milk for this was where aga-oh, there it was!
After filling the bottle, the thirteen year old used the hot-air charm on it. It took her a few tries, but she eventually managed one that successfully warmed the milk. "There we go. Who's hungry?" Her kneazle friend seemed to be which was good news.
On the floor once more, Junia happily fed him, keeping him warm in a nice, cozy blanket all the while.
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