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DSJFLKSDJFLKJSKDLJ HIS WASN'T GLOWING YET THOUGH!
Eyes widening to mooncalf size again, Derf scrambled with his runic pendant while shifting the balance between his left and right feet. Cupping it in his hand and holding it up to his mouth - sort of like what you would do when blowing on your hands to keep them warm in the winter when you forgot your mittens - the second year began muttering the rune song thingy in DESPERATION. "Ehwo ehwo ehwo, e e e e h w o o o, ehwu ehwa ehwi ehwe ehwo, ehwo ehwe ehwi ehwa ehwu, e e e e h w o o o!....Ehwo ehwo ehwo, e e e e h w o o o, ehwu ehwa ehwi ehwe ehwo, ehwo ehwe ehwi ehwa ehwu, e e e e h w o o o...Ehwo ehwo ehwo, e e e e h w o o o, ehwu ehwa ehwi ehwe ehwo, ehwo ehwe ehwi ehwa ehwu, e e e e h w o o o!...Ehwo ehwo ehwo, e e e e h w o o o, ehwu ehwa ehwi ehwe ehwo, ehwo ehwe ehwi ehwa ehwu, e e e e h w o o o!..." He honestly wasn't sure how many times he had repeated it in this manner but by SOME STROKE OF LUCK it was actually glowing by the time he had reached a breath takingly beautiful white-colored winged horse and hung it around his neck.
"How do you do," he grinned as he bowed politely from the chest like he did for one of mum and dad's dinner parties. "I'm Derfael, but friends-s-s call me Derf." Which meant that .... er.... the Hufflepuff paused a moment to dip his head a little bit lower to look fo--- AHA! Which meant that SHE could call him Derf. Holding out his hand for the abraxan to smell if she wished, the Hufflepuff was unaware that his runic pendant had already stopped glowing. Oops. BUT DESPITE THIS, the winged horse was taking a few timid steps towards him and a couple of seconds later was lightly nuzzling his hand, even going so far as to wiggle its great horses lips over his skin.
What were they meant to be doing again? Derf was FAR too focused on the fact that the winged horse was now brushed its great winged horses head over HIS head and sort of nibbling at his blonde locks. "My hair is-sn't made of hay," he informed the creature. "But I could probably get you s-s-some if you're hungry."
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