Aboli was resorting to MAKING the kneazle walk....as in....she was holding him as she made him bounce through the first obstacle. He wasn't happy.

Not.

At.

All.

Not that he was hissing or anything, but he sure was wriggly. Once Aboli finished with it, though, she set him down and offered him a treat as retribution for his torment. "Here, Sparticus," she said as she tossed it his way. The kneazle was gobbling it up instantly. But then he was lounging again and Aboli stood up straight, hand on her hip, OUT OF BREATH. "Professor, I don't think he's going to want to do this anymore!" surely others were having the same issue?! She glanced around just to make sure.