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Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12
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Originally Posted by Watson Aslan could tell that the young human was upset. If he could have frowned, he would have so instead he just let out a sigh. Well at least his new human's stopped sweating as much after what the Professor told him. He brushed himself up against Noah's leg and let out a purr, trying to inform the kid that everything would be alright. Aslan would still be his friend. And because he felt bad- he may even offer to play dead, y'know? Maybe just once for the two humans. Now... Sparky had been awfully quiet? He watched the other boy (Kitt) plop Sparky Spark Boom Boom (he was living for this kneazle's new nickname btw) and then saw him make a beeline for Williamson. Uh oh.... Sparky wasn't impressed.
Noah felt his heart racing as the Professor called out to them. OH MERLIN. He glanced down, looking a little disappointed himself for a moment, before one of the phrases Williamson said resonated with him. RIGHT. They had wasted four minutes already. He leaned over to Kitt. "I'm just going to start leaving the wand in the dorm before coming to this class," he nodded. Yep. Didn't want to make a whole scene again.
Treats! Yep. Noah was on it. He headed to a different area of the obstacle course, following Kitt's lead. Once said treats were laid out, he checked his watch as he walked back to Kitt. Right- they had time. "Hey Aslan. You ready?" he called out to the kneazle that had practically been following him around the entire time he was laying treats. Noah had to distract him by giving him treats so he wouldn't go gobble up the obstacle course. Huh? Sparky was gone? Noah turned to Kitt after he asked the question and then glanced around the course. "I don't...." Eyes still scanning. AHA! "He's by Williamson. He doesn't look too impressed with us. Should we try to coax him back?" he asked, not knowing if the kneazle would even consider coming back to them. He turned to Aslan. "Aslan?" Aslan had indeed been following this human around the obstacle course happily trying to figure out what he was doing. Part of him followed because he found the human intriguing and the other part followed him cause he wanted to make sure he was fine after the interaction with the Professor. He followed the trail of treats and was even rewarded with more treats for not eating them so he really liked this human. When they returned back to the other human, Aslan was ready for whatever task they had against them now except he wasn't looking forward to the whole persuading Sparky Spark over there. So when Noah looked at him with those pleading eyes, he huffed. Okay... Fine... Maybe he'd go talk to Sparky for them. But if he did so, he wasn't playing dead? Aslan was an ace model of what a kneazle should be. He followed you around, responded when spoken to, and was all around a decent bloke—for a kneazle. Could they both coax Aslan through the course? They didn’t have much time left and Sparky had pulled a Houdini—by the Professor? What was he doing over there? “Thanks, mate!”
Kitt moved over to where the professor stood, paying very little attention to his surroundings beyond the cat...er....kneazle. “Silly goose, it’s not nap time. Come on, we’ve got a course to run.” The Gryffindor reached down to grab the ball of fur but was met with more resistance than he anticipated. “Come on, Spark. Don’t be like this.” He....was not a goose. And for the millionth time, his name was not Sparky. The kneazle struggled against the boy, displeased with the attempts at dislodging him. He gave a plaintive meow, wishing Williamson would get this monster off him so he could return to his sleep.
When the boy began tugging harder, he latched onto Williamson’s leg instead and continued to meow his discontent. What abominable act had he done to deserve this? Surely there were better ways to atone. Kitt turned to Noah again, at a loss of what else to do. “He’s stuck pretty tight. Now what?”
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