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Lissy Longbottom · 09-24-2018, 01:39 AM

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Originally Posted by Granger Danger

Stella laughed at her joke, it made her feel a bit better about people not picking first years like her. " Hey being a second year is better then being a first year!" she said. She was short and a first year, alot of people were taller then her for Pete's Sakes! Was she ever going to get taller?

Stella nodded and smiled. "Ok great, thanks!" she said waiting for her to come back. Putting on the other pair of goggles she giggled at how silly they must look right now, but better safe then sorry right?

" Sure that'll be great, I really don't know what to do." she said biting her lip. Although she didn't want her to do all the work, that would've be fair. " What can I do to help?" she asked.

Nettie smiled. "Well, I'll lure one out, and then when it takes the wood lice from me, you can take the wood from the branch under the bowtruckle," she explained. Seemed easy enough. Hopefully they'd like her offering...otherwise this was going to be a LOT more complicated.

Goggles in place, she took a handful of the wood lice and approached the tree. "Heeeere, little bowtruckles!" she called out to them. She held out her hand, and after a few moments, one of them poked it's head out from the depth of the branches and inspected her wood lice carefully. Then, it poked her finger with a little squeak. Nettie remembered Wayland saying that was a sign to back off, so she quickly drew her hand away.

Alright. So THAT one had no interest in her.

She moved on to the next branch, hoping that ONE of them would want her offering. After a few more minutes, a tiny bowtruckle, smaller than the one before, inspected her offering and then picked up some of the wood lice, nibbling at it. Nettie smiled and then handed it a fairy egg, like Wayland had done. The bowtruckle let out a happy squeak (she assumed it was happy?) and then started to munch away on the egg.

Looked like it was all clear for Stella...

09-24-2018, 01:39 AM	#166 (permalink)
Lissy Longbottom Potterdom Mod Book Club Mod Giant Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Ferrix: GMT-6 Posts: 56,908 Hogwarts RPG Name: Moritz Schultz (#0f667e) Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nancy Schultz (#ac6f77) Hufflepuff Fourth Year x11 x1	curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - chicken emoji - probably @ Disney - I speak dog Quote: Originally Posted by Granger Danger Stella laughed at her joke, it made her feel a bit better about people not picking first years like her. " Hey being a second year is better then being a first year!" she said. She was short and a first year, alot of people were taller then her for Pete's Sakes! Was she ever going to get taller? Stella nodded and smiled. "Ok great, thanks!" she said waiting for her to come back. Putting on the other pair of goggles she giggled at how silly they must look right now, but better safe then sorry right? " Sure that'll be great, I really don't know what to do." she said biting her lip. Although she didn't want her to do all the work, that would've be fair. " What can I do to help?" she asked. Nettie smiled. "Well, I'll lure one out, and then when it takes the wood lice from me, you can take the wood from the branch under the bowtruckle," she explained. Seemed easy enough. Hopefully they'd like her offering...otherwise this was going to be a LOT more complicated. Goggles in place, she took a handful of the wood lice and approached the tree. "Heeeere, little bowtruckles!" she called out to them. She held out her hand, and after a few moments, one of them poked it's head out from the depth of the branches and inspected her wood lice carefully. Then, it poked her finger with a little squeak. Nettie remembered Wayland saying that was a sign to back off, so she quickly drew her hand away. Alright. So THAT one had no interest in her. She moved on to the next branch, hoping that ONE of them would want her offering. After a few more minutes, a tiny bowtruckle, smaller than the one before, inspected her offering and then picked up some of the wood lice, nibbling at it. Nettie smiled and then handed it a fairy egg, like Wayland had done. The bowtruckle let out a happy squeak (she assumed it was happy?) and then started to munch away on the egg. Looked like it was all clear for Stella... __________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid