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Hogwarts RPG Name: Dhruv Vihaan Khanna Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Aryan Atreyu-Rehman Slytherin Fourth Year x12 x12
| ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. SPOILER!!: Bry! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by Kolyander The giggles couldn't be helped! Tending to these little dragon eggs was spectacular, a real dream come true for her. Not to mention having Aryan at her side and being super silly along with her. This was nothing short of perfection for the young teen. "Good cause flies gotta taste really icky, right?" Bry beamed at him. As for her being spoiled, as true as that was, the little blonde pouted at him. "I'm not.. and even if I am that's not my fault." Or was it?
Nod nod. The proudest of smiles tugged at her lips. That's her mama! "You think she'll leave this place here after? I'd still come in here." If she could stay in her constantly, she would. This place was so very fantastic. Her smile didn't falter once as she wandered alongside Ary until the came to the perfect spot. "What, you don't like being a sweaty mess?" She giggled, reaching into her bag to pull out a blanket that she kept in there now. Quickly but carefully she added the blanket she was holding to the one Aryan was making a nest with.
Just you wait Bry! In a few years, you’d be old enough to be allowed to raise dragons on his family’s Reserve. Ary knew this was something she could hardly wait to begin doing and was quite impatient for the day to get here. “Very icky,” Ary agreed, returning to their silly little conversation, which he was enjoying, by the way. He peered over at her, shooting her an amused look. “I’m not going to answer that.” Because they both knew the answer!
That was a good question. “I’m not sure. But if Aunty Hady doesn’t have any more plans for this place after the assignment, she might get rid of it.” Which would be a shame but also understandable. “We should ask her.”
With his and Bry’s blankies, he helped her arrange them into a neat little nest. Little but sufficiently big enough to comfortably house the two eggs. “We should add some more.” Then he laughed before answering her question. “Sweating I don’t mind but being roasted alive? No thanks.” Aryan added another blanket to the mix which carried the height of the nest slightly higher. “Think that’s enough?” |
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