Gently waving the bamboo leaf out in front of her, Skylar squinted into the distance and there ... she saw it, peeking from behind a tree. "Come here, it's okay," Skylar whispered in a consoling tone. But just as the little furry creature started to inch forward and was almost to her, it ran back to its hiding place behind the tree.

Wayland was asking a question and it got startled! Poor thing! What was he even asking? Harvesting demiguise hair? Natural shedding? Wouldn't that take too long though? Surely there had to be another humane way to obtain the demiguise hair? Startling the thing till its hair falls out? Except that wasn't a sure-fire way to get anything and well, did one need the hair root? Because if it needed the root and not just the follicle, then that might also change how harvesting would occur.

"What if we used a natural hair removal shampoo? Gave the creatures a bath and the hair just naturally fell out into the bucket or tub... and then the hair could regrow and we do it all over again?" It seemed legit to her at least.

Now back to trying to re-coax the creature from its hiding place again, to which Skylar waved her bamboo leaf in its direction once more. It nearly trusted her once before, so it could trust her again, right?

Shifting. Cornelius was hyper aware of the source of the shifting. He could feel its apprehensiveness radiate. As well as the other presence on his right. He was flanked. Coming from an old family name like the one he proudly did, Cornelius' mind couldn't help put the skill taught to him to work.

He could sweep his long arms forward, then quickly bring them back and catch the two demiguise on either side of him. He brandish his wand and...

Oh....

Shifting. Green studied where the demiguise feet were planted. They were retreating, probably able to see the many conclusions to this day. Calming his mind, Cornelius relaxed and thought about which Loquat he was going to eat. There were three of them in front of him, one already cut in his hand. He cut another wedge, and with the professor's permission, stuffed it into his mouth. Yum.

Shifting, again. This time closer to him again. His lips twitched. The Slytherin kindly set to loquat wedges on either side of him, and continued to slice more loquat wedges.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a Miss Noelle. Seeing as Cornelius was now sat directly in front of the handsome professor, Cornelius shot his friend a SMIRK. Then wiggled his brows, subtly insinuating: I'm with yo boy-toy.

Question time. With controlled (as much as his antsy-pants could) breathing and stillness, Cornelius lifted his chin towards the professor. He thought and envisioned, like he always did. Then the image of his grandmother skinning a demiguise crossed his mind. Not real, but easily pictured.

He tried not to think of it, and instead of answering the question, Cornelius asked one of his own. "Professor Wayland," he started, then froze. A hand hand appeared for a fragment of moment, snatched the loquat wedge, and disappeared. As he spoke his question, Cornelius replaced the fruit. "With their precognitive sight demiguise can see into the immediate future, do they possess the ability to see the past?"

Because if they did he needed to stop thinking about his grandmother. Now that he told himself that ALL he could think about is his grandmother. Rats.

..........And waited. Shay started to think that no demiguise was ever going to take her treats. Finally, something happened. One of the creatures began to slowly inch toward her, or toward her food anyway. The demiguise grabbed one of the peach chunks and began to eat it. Shay sat completely still, almost afraid to breathe lest she frighten it away. She had to be patient. Patience was the key.

Apparently the demiguise was skilled in patience as well because he seemed in no particular rush to claim his treats. Shay looked at him with a pleading, but hopefully still non threatening facial expression. At last, the demiguise came closer and ate the second piece of peach. Now all he had to do was take the piece from her hand and she would consider this activity a success.

Shay began to speak in a very soft, very soothing voice. "It's ok. I won't hurt you. Come and get your snack.". In retrospect, speaking might not have been the best course of action. Fortunately, the demiguise did not run away. He didn't move forward either though, not yet anyway. Shay was sorry she hadn't cut up more pieces of fruit because the only one left was the one in her hand. While she was busy regretting her decision, the demiguise made his move. He took the piece of peach from her hand and began to eat it. Shay smiled with satisfaction. He took it!

Slowly, very slowly, Shay picked up the rest of her peach and the knife. Still moving slowly, she cut more small pieces of fruit. She put a couple in her hand and held it out. The demiguise took the peach chunks and proceeded to eat those too. Just then, Shay heard the professor ask another question. Hoping that the demiguise would not leave, she put a few more pieces of fruit out for him. Then she turned her attention to the professor.

Shay thought about how the demiguise hair could be harvested. Some good answers were given. However it was to be done, it would have to be gentle. You would think that if someone wanted to try an inhumane method, the demiguise would sense it and become invisible. Shay raised her hand after giving the question some thought. "I would like to think that no one would try to shave them." Of course there were people in the world with no scruples. Some people would do anything to get what they wanted. The thought of a hairless demiguise was very upsetting.

"So obviously there are many humane options to retain Demiguise hair. Natural shedding, brushing, shaving, sheering like sheep, and then the creative suggestion by Skylar of shampooing," he said with a grin, "But, I noticed that a lot of you didn't mention the inhumane options, and I don't blame you because they are incredibly sad and maddening." He paused with a sigh, "Many, many years ago it used to be allowed to capture a Demiguise, kill them, and skin them for their pelts. In fact on the black markets, which yes they are still around, it still happens. Not as frequently, and any cloak making company owner found dealing in pelts can be sent Azkaban. The problem is catching them." He was sure there were many ministry officials that were on the hunt as they spoke for people illegally dealing in creatures.

Today they were taking the very humane route. "So, as you all know, these Demiguise here with us today are from a sanctuary. At the sanctuary the use natural shedding and brushing to collect their hairs and send them to cloak making companies who give them money so they can get whatever supplies they need for the creatures there." He paused to give his friend another bite of peaches. "Today is brushing day." He grinned. "So, I owled the sanctuary and asked them if they could use a little help and the were greatly appreciative that we would offer some assistance." With a flick of his wand, brushes and plastic containers for their hair flew from behind the blackboard and landed next to each student. "Your final task for today is to brush the Demiguise and harvest their hair. When your container is full you are done for the day." He smiled, picked up his own brush, and began brushing the Demiguise, it slowly closed it's eyes and rested against Tristan's chest, making happy little noises. "They are much like cats...they loved to be brushed." Oh one more thing, "If you come to a knot, please be gentle otherwise you will have to lure the creature back to you. They tend to be a bit tender headed." Tristan continued to brush his little friend, hoping his students would be gentle.



OOC: Alrighty y'all! This is your main activity! In pairs or individuals, brush the Demiguise to harvest their hair. You have until the 12th at 11:59 PM EST. You may make as many posts as you want! But most importantly, have fun!

If you have any questions for the professor or need help in any way please feel free to ask!

She knew that she hadn't had to get more fruit and stuff from the front -- Stasya had gotten a lot -- but what if the demiguise were extra super hungry? Emmeline hadn't wanted to take that chance. She held her apricot slice out patiently, and shot her best friend a HUUGE grin when a demiguise was clearly after the fruit in Stasya's hand. She was still planning on being quiet until she or Stasya managed to lure another creature over, though. It would be so cool to see if two of the demiguise would interact with each other!!

Professor Wayland's question barely registered in the first year's mind, 'cause she was so, so excited and trying to focus on being still and nonthreatening. Also, there could be a lot of evil answers to that question, and that was something that she really didn't want to think about. Also also, several of her classmates spoke up and said most of the answers -- brushing, shedding -- that had come to mind, so she didn't have anything to add. Stasya's answer had been a good one too, and Emmeline shot her friend another smile when she said it.

As soon as the professor went on with the talking part of the lesson after loads of her classmates had answered, Emmeline noticed a blue light coming right for the slice of apricot in her hand. She beamed at the demiguise as he took the fruit from her and it disappeared as he ate it! She looked over at Stasya after holding out another apricot slice, this one a litttllle closer to her body. The demiguise followed the food like she'd hoped he would, and soon that piece was disappearing into thin air too. By the time the professor had stopped talking and a brush and container had been zoomed over to her, the demiguise was fully visible. Emmeline gave Stasya another biiiig smile as she slowly, carefully bent to pick up the brush while extending yet another piece of her fruit to the demiguise in her other hand. Once she'd straightened up properly and had the brush in hand, the first year smiled at the demiguise and slowly showed the brush to him. So he'd know it couldn't hurt him, see. Hopefully he'd know what it was. It was so cool that they got to help the sanctuary out like this!!! Emmeline fed the demiguise her last slice of the apricot she'd already cut up and carefully started brushing him while he was focused on eating.

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Corny.... stop it.
Noelle kindly looked away from him as he mouthed those words. Boy toy. Please. She looked over at Shay who managed to feed a demiguise. "Good job Shay!" She said brightly to the girl even though she was still pink.

She looked down at her the demiguise that had come over to her for a piece of peach. It was already eating a piece of it. "Professor??" She called but didn't look up at due to a certain person behind the professor. She kept her eyes on the demiguise. "How do you tell if this is a female or male?" She asked, just curious.

Then she did look up at the Professor. And saw him cuddling a demiguise. Merlin's beard. This man. Was there anything cuter in the world? Doubtful.

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Keeping her thoughts away from cute, Noelle accioed a brush so she wouldn't startle the demiguise and have to lure them back. She sat down next to it. "How about a little brush?" She said gently to the demiguise. She held up the brush so that the demiguise knew what she was going to do while it chewed on the peach.

"Oh okay," she said, removing the idea of taking a picture of the Demiguises from her mind. No way did she want to scare them!

She watched, intrigued, as the professor lured a Demiguise to him and fed it a peach. It was interesting to hear at the same time how activism had stopped the cruelty to Demiguises. She'd take that as a personal inspiration for her own future activism. She almost clapped when the Demiguise ate the peach, but decided against it incase that might scare it.

Ooh now they were going to try it? Awesome. Kitty approached the fruit basket with the rest of the students and picked out a peach and knife. She cut the peach into five pieces.

While this was happening they were asked a question about how you could remove the hairs. "I suppose gently trimming their hair could do it," she said as she held out a piece of peach to the air. "Or brushing! I know that some dog species for example shed LOTS of hair when brushed. If Demiguises did to then that would be an even better way of doing it."

She knew there was a Demiguise in front of her, or at least there was one - maybe it moved, but if it was there it was too shy to approach her. "Hmmm..." An idea occurred to her. Slowly, she leaned forward and placed each of the four peach pieces on the ground, separated from each other by a foot.

What's the point in seeing into the past? Awareness. If you can see what is after your kind--demiguise in this instance--you'd be running instead of eating loquat pieces from the enemy's bloodline, no?

Cornelius shook his head and smiled at the professor. "Right, no point," he agreed though he disagreed. BUT...there was no point in feeling guilty for something HE didn't do. He was being kind and feeding this hairy beasts loquat right from his palm.

Look! Was the professor watching? A demiguise had come out of his invisibility state and was eating off his hand. Cornelius smiled brightly, his dimples showing. Man. If only he could change his grandmother's acts. Maybe he couldn't fix the past, but definitely, he could help shape the future of his bloodline.

Ahhhhhhhh. Cornelius' ears were turning slight pink at the professor's speech on the bad guys. He couldn't help the shame that washed over him. So he concentrated on cutting up more loquat, as if that'd make up the damage his grandmother has cause.

Have ALL the loquat, buddies. Uncle Cornelius is gonna protect your beasty pelts.

Or collect them. In a HUMANE manner. The Slytherin wasn't into cruel ways.

Cornelius' demiguise buddy jumped when the container and brush flew to his side. "Don't yah worry, I'll keep you safe," Cornelius smiled at the thing, green eyes kind. Whether if it was because Wayland was here, or because the demiguise was becoming comfortable around him, the creature remained visible. It even set a tiny hand on his knee as it leaned forward to eat the fruit in Corn's hand.

No one tell his mother, but it reminded him of his baby sister. LOOOOL. The cute, not the hairy. Let's get that straight.

The way he did with his sister whenever he did her hair (yes, Cornelius did girl hair for allowance money), he set a bunch of cut up fruit in a pile. The demiguise followed and plopped its furry behind down, back facing Cornelius. "That's a good dude," he said, gently running his fingertips down the creature's back. He stopped when it tensed, but continued when it relaxed. It was a way to let it know Cornelius would adhere to its comfort zones.

"Dunno if you're a male or female, but dude can be for both genders nowadays. We've finally broken through those gender barriers," he told his buddy as he switched his fingers for a brush. It seemed to be more comfortable with the brush. Probably out of custom.

Alright. So it was time to collect fur. Where arw the brushes? Jonas thought to himself. He grabbed a brush and started to brush the little guy. It made little noises. It was very much like a cat. Jonas made a side note to ask the professor after class if they made good pets.

Tristan chuckled at this question. It was generally pretty obvious. "Well, Noelle, Demiguise are very similar in body to Apes or Monkeys, as you can see. Ape private parts are on the outside and visible. So if it was a male...you'd know." He grinned, keeping the flush of his cheeks minimal. It was always awkward talking about those specific body parts with students.

Tristan nodded and grinned at Cornelius, watching as all the students were getting to the point of brushing. He smiled, knowing they were helping the sanctuary a great deal. It usually took the workers there hours to get these sweet creatures brushed. He continued to brush is little friend, who particularly loved to be brushed on his belly. The Demiguise was sprawled out belly up in his lap.

He stopped for a quick second to check the time. "Alright guys, you have about 20 minutes until class is over. So make sure you brush as much of the Demiguise as you can!" Before he knew it that Demiguise had grabbed his hand with the brush in it and moved it along his belly. Tristan chuckled and started brushing again; the Demiguise was almost purring with delight.


OOC: Alright y'all are doing great! You have about 23 hours left!

There might have been a bit of disappointment in the small blonde as her answer had been nearly called wrong. At the very least, Professor Wayland had said it was basically useless, but Stasya still felt like natural shedding could be a good means of getting the hair from the demiguises without hurting them. Demiguises like the one who had approached her and taken the slice of apricot from her. Demiguises like the one who had slowly reappeared and seriously looked like it was waiting for the rest of the apricot in her hand. “Okay,” she said to the creature, cutting up more of the fruit and holding it out.

She kind of wanted it to climb into her lap like the one with the professor. Except she knew she had to gain its trust first, so she kept holding out slices of fruit until it had sat directly in front of her, looking at her with its big eyes. “You’re very cute,” she informed it with a smile, handing it another slice of apricot, barely reacting to the supplies that had landed next to her. She’d heard what the professor had said. “Want a brush?” The demiguise had only moved closer in response, so she decided that meant yes. She could definitely brush it, so she picked up the brush and began running it along the creature’s side gently.

She didn’t want to hurt it after all. Even without the professor’s request, she would’ve been gentle, and she kept brushing with one hand as she collected the loose hair and put it in the container. Plus, she occasionally stopped to cut up more fruit for the demiguise, just because it looked like it wanted some.

The demiguise seemed to want to trust Noelle but hadn't fully given in yet. They were still close but they weren't relaxing.

Noelle gently started brushing the demiguise's hair and humming a a light manner before turning her head slightly to listen to the professor. Well... Noelle wasn't going to be looking down at.... demiguise parts. She wanted to know because she knew some creatures were gender altering such as cuttlefish, garter snakes, and an assortment of fish like anemonefish. She'd always been fascinated by that.

Noelle brushed the demiguise' hair and gently put her hand on their shoulder. She kinda felt like the grooming circles apes and chimps did. Heh. She hummed along as she brushed. She collected the loose hairs and stuck them in the basket she collected.

It was peaceful.

Finishing up brushing her demiguise, who was completely relaxed and snuggled against her by this point, Noelle rubbed the demiguise's head. "You did great!" She said happily before taking the basket over to the professor. "Here you go"

She tried not to inhale when a hand slowly became visible to grab the piece of peach on her right. The hand became invisible again, but the peach did not. She watched as it was lifted into the air a few feet and then as it was bit into and began to shrink. Slowly the Demiguises face came into view, followed by the rest of her or him.

Her plan was "bearing fruit!" Heh.

Excitedly, Kitty watched as the Demiguise moved to the next fruit and bgena to eat it too. It turned to stare right into her eyes and she stared back, hoping she wasn't scary to it.

It moved to the third, then to the fourth. (It wasn't being greedy, altogether it was one peach) When he reached the fourth one, he turned invisible again. Then he was back.

"I love your eyes," Kitty said softly, just loud enough for the Demiguise and the people around her to hear. It turned to regard her curiously. She extended a hand towards it.

"And your hair...

Tristan continued brushing his little friend, making sure to clean out his brush into the container when it became full. His friends at the sanctuary would be so excited to see how much hair they had collected in just a short period of time.

Checking his watch, "You all are doing wonderfully! You have about 10 minutes to fill your containers!" He checked his own container and it was half full already! Hopefully he could fill it in the next 10 minutes.

OOC: Alright y'all! you have about 7.5 hours to finish up!

Ooh, so Demiguises were like cats in that they didn't care for baths or probably water in general. Skylar jotted down that feedback in response to shampoo, along with the suggestions about inhumane methods. Not that she would have reason to collect demiguise hair inhumanely, but somehow knowing both sides to how do something seemed pertinent for exam material.

Having still held the bamboo leaf with her left hand while she was writing, it wasn't until she felt a tug that she glanced over and noticed the demiguise was right by her, almost making the fourth year jump. But fortunately she kept her cool, and gently slide her notes into her bag to focus on the magical creature before her. "Hey there," she whispered gently ... Uh, what had Wayland just said about males and females and private parts were on the outside? While she definitely understood basic anatomy, she was young still and hearing a professor talk about that seemed weird. And simultaneously made her want to giggle about it. But she had a demiguise to brush, so more intense giggle fits would have to wait until the lesson was over and the fourth year bit her lower lip to keep from an inappropriate outburst.

Male, female, honestly, it was all the same and didn't really matter in terms of brushing, did it? So Skylar didn't look. Instead she released the bamboo leaf to let her demiguise gnaw at it, while she picked up one of the plastic brushes and began brushing...

The hair just gently seemed to comb off well enough. And for the most part, it felt like she was brushing her own hair. Or Evelyn's, since the small child's hair sometimes got a little knottier than her own. "Ssh, there, there," she consoled, at a knot, holding the creature gently with one hand while she worked the brush through. Almost. At least for one of the knots. The second knot she came to, when her bucket was half full, apparently it was a more intense knot because despite her wiggling techniques to get the brush to pull through, it wouldn't budge.... It was just stuck. "Errr..." her agitation was growing, but she was fiercely determined to keep her cool. Reaching for her wand to remove from its holster, the fourth year cast "Aguamenti," figuring the small stream of water would ease up some of the knot.

Up... down ... sideways, she wiggled the brush, but it just wouldn't go through, and the wetness? Didn't help. Actually, all the moving around on the demiguise's hair combined with the water, the creature did something Skylar did not anticipate and actually dreaded mildly. It darted off.

"Uh ... Professor, my demiguise ran away. With a brush in its coat. Isn't there some sort of untangling charm to use to have used in the instance of severe knots?" They were witches and wizards, were they not?

But she had to get it back, even if she did have a half full thing of hair, leaving a brush in its coat was probably not humane. So the fourth year grabbed some more bamboo leaves, knowing its affinity for them and darted off in the direction it ran, wishing she'd given it some sort of name. At least she would know it when she saw it, from the brush in its coat.

The Demiguise slowly walked over to where she was. In her left hand was another peach - she'd reached for it while the first one was being eaten. Now it was being used to lure the Demiguise to her.

"I won't bite," Kitty said softly, smiling inwardly as the Demiguise came close enough to be touched. She handed the fruit to it.

I wish I knw if it was a she or a he, she thought as it began to eat the fruit. While this was happening she slowly drew the brush. "Look at this interesting thing in my hand," she said, not wanting to catch him/her by surprise. It turned to regard the brush and didn't seem worried.

Encouraged, she began to brush its hair. Surprisingly it didn't mind. She began collecting its hairs in the container, marveling at its beauty,

hen the Demiguise was finished eating she gave it one more brushstroke. Then she lowered the brush.

"You're fantastic," she told the Demiguise, looking at its intelligent eyes.

Jonas continued to brush the demiguise.
"Hey, where you going?" Jonas asked as he hopped off of his lap and started to run away.

There was no way Katy was going to fill her container. Not from lack of trying, but more because she couldn't seem to get hold of more of her demiguise than the little silvery hand that kept grabbing away her fruit. It seemed she had a tricksy little critter on her hands. It didn't help that she'd spread a liberal amount of the hair she'd managed to gather along the hem of her robe (the better to smuggle it back inside for her own experimentation), but mostly...

And then she caught an arm and reeled the creature in carefully, running her curry up one arm, across his shoulders, and down the other. One full comb of hair went into the bucket. And another. And a third. The hair was thick and silky, sliding through her fingers and into the bucket in a little cloud. Pretty!

Shay listened as the professor explained what they would be doing. She was relieved to hear that they would simply be brushing the demiguise. That sounded harmless enough. Hopefully her demiguise would enjoy it. Before she started the task, Shay needed her supplies. She got her brush and container and pulled them close to her. Then she cut up a few more fruit slices, just to keep her demiguise happy. This time, she added some apricot to the peach pieces.

With a few chunks in her hand, Shay extended it once more and hoped that her new buddy would come closer again. He did and took the treats to nibble on immediately. Pleased that he appeared to be more comfortable with her, Shay began to speak. "Guess what? I'm going to brush your hair and make it look nice." Shay picked up her brush and showed it to the demiguise. "See?" Since he was still eating his fruit, she decided to wait before approaching him. Shay knew that with dogs, interrupting one while he was eating might get you bitten. She wasn't sure about the demiguise, but didn't want to take any chances.

Once he was finished, Shay slowly moved the brush toward the demiguise. Then she began to brush his back. Fortunately, he didn't seem to mind. As she brushed, she noticed the loose hairs getting caught in the brush. This was going to take a while, if she had to fill the container. Over and over, Shay brushed his back. She made sure not to miss any spots. That was important. So far so good. That part had been easy. However, when she got to the chest and stomach area, it was another story. The front of the demiguise had several knots. The hair was matted and Shay had to be extra careful when brushing through those patches. Fortunately she had experience with brushing out tangled hair, so she knew how to be gentle. Much more hair came out during this part of the task, so Shay cleared the brush and added the hair to her container

"You are being so good", Shay said to her new friend. Now starting to brush his head and face, she took even more care. At last, she had just his legs and arms to finish. That hair was a bit matted too. It took Shay longer than she expected to finish those areas. Once she removed the added hair from the brush, she was happy to see that the container was almost full. Shay gave her demiguise's head a rub. He seemed to be liking the whole process and seemed to have no desire to escape. She made a few more passes over the demiguise's back fur and stopped. The brush seemed to hold just enough hair to fill her container. She put the last bits of hair in and sighed. "There. All done. You look marvelous. Very handsome." As a reward, Shay fed her demiguise more fruit.

The problem with Care of Magical Creatures was that Shay somehow got attached to all of the animals she worked with. She wanted to keep them all. Unfortunately that was not possible. Well, she would enjoy her time with the demiguise while she could.

This was so cool! Emmeline couldn't get over how much she loved this lesson! The demiguise sitting by her was so fluffy and brushing him wasn't hard at all; she was already super used to being gentle when brushing creatures, 'cause a cruppy wouldn't put up with anything else. The first year was soon able to put a bunch of demiguise hair/fluff into her container, and then another one and another one. Really, she could do this all day. Brushing the demiguise was super relaxing and fun, and she thought maybe the demiguise liked it too. After a few hair balls had been deposited in her container, though, Emmeline paused to cut up a peach and handed the demiguise a slice. It was important to keep him super happy so he'd stay still for the brushing, mhm.

She brushed his arms, shoulders, back (a LOT), and was working on very very carefully brushing his belly when she finally finished filling up her container. The first year made a face at it, wishing it was loads bigger! She fed the demiguise more fruit and kind of wished that he could come live in Gryffindor Tower. But then, she wished a lot of creatures could live in their tower, really. Emmeline beamed up at the demiguise and cooed: "You're such a good boy! That was sooo good!" Really, she thought the demiguise liked being brushed even more than kitties did. She wondered briefly if demiguise could purr as she fed the one sitting by her another slice of peach.

Before he could answer her, Skylar started chasing the poor Demiguise. Obviously, she was brushing to hard which caused the Demiguise to run in the first place. As she looped passed him, he called out "Skylar...Stop trying to chase it...you are never going to find it. Precognitive sight, remember? That Demiguise is not going to let you catch it. And you are scaring the rest of them so stop what you are doing, and don't worry about it. I will get the brush out later." He kept his voice level so as to not alarm the other creatures. Though some where starting to disappear on students because of Skylar's disturbance. How could she be so daft when he told them all at the beginning they needed to stay calm?

With a hefty sigh, he looked at his watch. "Alright everyone, it is time to finish up. Put whatever hair you have in the container and turn it in with your name on it by the blackboard so I can make sure you get your points! Thank you all so much for your help! The Magical Wildlife Sanctuary of Wales will truly be grateful for your help! Wonderful job everyone!" He said with a smile, still sitting and brushing his little friend. He wondered if the sanctuary would let him keep this guy. He would have to talk to the Head Magizoologist and see.



OOC: Thank you so much for participating everyone! You have done an awesome job! I am going to leave the thread up until sometime tomorrow so you all can finish up! Great job everyone!!

Skylar hadn't been running around chasing the demiguise. At least not running, but she had bolted and was frantic and in her loop around, she heard Wayland addressing her. Yet it took a moment for her to stop, her nerves hyped up. Oops. Had she forgotten all about the no panicking rule? How had she forgotten? Oh, right, because it took off with her brush! "I ..." she started to say, working on catching her breath. "I'm sorry ... I wasn't even brushing that hard, honest!" She was a girl with longish hair, for Merlin's sake, she knew what it felt like when someone brushed her hair roughly. Surely he couldn't fault her for being all panicky?

And time was up. Staring at her half full bucket, she felt guilty for not getting more, but regardless signed her name on a piece of parchment and placed it on the container.

"I'm sorry again for panicking," she said, placing the container. "It was just ..." She was rather in-the-moment type of person. "Thank you." For you know, helping her. And the lesson. And she rather hoped he would return next year, because he was rather easy on the eyes.