04-09-2009, 10:56 PM
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Originally Posted by LisaPotter1125 Professor Morgan glanced once more at the time before decidedly hanging her robes over her desk chair. It was time to go; she didn't want to leave the Abraxans waiting. Though she refused to acknowledge how spoiled they were becoming, there was no denying how accustomed they'd become to the schedule she'd set for them.
Skipping the Nursery entirely, Iliana climbed over the fence and into the paddock. The brown of the stable contrasted drastically against the bluish hue of the cloudless sky. She breathed deeply, drawing in the sweet smell of spring as she slipped inside the stable doors. "Good afternoon, my lovelies." She said, smiling at each of them in turn. Kimber in the first stall, followed by Marmalade, Pegasus, Tiberius and Cassiopeia. "Did you miss me?" She made her way back into the tack room, grabbing what little supplies she needed and returned, opening Cassiopeia's stall door.
Bringing her out, Iliana tied her lead to a nearby beam and nuzzled her on the nose. She pulled on her gloves one at a time and reached down to lift Cassiopeia's right, front foot. Holding it firmly between her knees, Ili went to work.
After all the cleaning and trimming was done, Iliana lowered the last leg and allowed Cass to once again, stand on all fours. Satisfied that each foot looked level, she set the rasp aside and pulled a sugar cube from the front pocket of her jeans. She brought her hand up to Cassiopeia's mouth and smiled when the abraxan's lips tickled the inside of her palm. "Good girl."
Iliana wondered how silly the other professors would find her if they knew she preferred tending to her animals in the good old, muggle way. Shaking her head at the thought, Ili untied the abraxan's lead and watched as she walked eagerly back into her stall. And on to the next one… "Tiberius, looks like your turn." Quote:
Originally Posted by Celandine Cela skipped into the stables, waving at Professor Morgan as she saw her there already. "Hello! Ooooh. I need to mix some more mash." Cela announced, spying the fact that Cassiopeia had finished up all of it, "She's eating so much now!" Opening her notebook, Cela spent a few minutes checking her notes and making a few more before mixing some corn mash with butterbeer, checking and double checking the quantities. Once she was satisfied with the consistency and the strength of the mixture, Celandine filled the feedbucket and firmly pulled Cassiopeia's nose out of the way while she attached it to the inside of the stall. If the bucket wasn't attached, it would be no match for the ever-growing abraxan.
Seeing Cassiopeia happily snuffling away and eating the mash, Cela made another note in her book and put it aside. "Want some help, Professor? While we wait for Cope?" Copernicus entered the nursery and found the Professor with Tiberius. Uh oh! What was wrong? Was the lad ill? "Professor? What's wrong with Tiberius's hooves? Is he hurt?" He climbed over the fence and joined her, sliding a hand along Tiberius's neck.
He spotted Cela and offered her a grin. If Tib wasn't too sick, perhaps they could fly again! That would be EXCELLENT!
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