 Teapot Occamy| gryphons&giraffes&goats,OH MY | chaser of the truth | flutiful❧
Isa was all wrapped up in her warm winter cloak as she headed out to the barn for the second time that morning. Earlier she had already been out here to feed her rabbits. Entering the barn, Isa waved to her rabbits as she passed through to the other end of the barn. Oh, the headmistress had horses! "Good morning, Headmistress Hawthorne." What were they doing with the horses? Isa could see that there were a few different breeds of winged horses present, although she was not able to see the thestrals. Spotting her friends, Isa headed in their direction. "Hi Derf! Hi Stasya! Hi Emmeline! Hi Jessa!" Isa smiled and waved to all of her friends as she made her way over to stand by them. What would they be doing with the horses? Isa was fairly sure that there was some sort of Norse myth that involved horses, but the exact details of that were a bit fuzzy in her memory. She really needed to brush up on her Norse mythology. What she did know was that the word Granian came from a Norse word for horse. Maybe the lesson would have something to do with that?
__________________  |