Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll Heath usually avoided the great lake area like the plague! It was a bad reminder of that ill-fated kelpie lesson from last term and how his misguuded strategy nearly got another student hurt, but the sunny spring weather helped to push those thoughts from his mind. As he approached thw group, his eyes were immediately drawn to the crates. What was in there? He was curious but not worried about it. He trusted Professor Kitridge not to subject them to anything life-threatening. "Hello, Professor," he greeted with a polite nod of acknowledgment.
Spotting Claudine, he went to stand next to her. "Hi," he said, smiling slightly. His eyes darted from her to the crates and back again. "What do you think is in those?"
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led  If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |