Post by August Jensen on Oct 25, 2008 18:04:33 GMT 1
The way Cypress clutched at his head again suggested to August that the Gryffindor wasn't entirely sure. Perhaps the bang to the head had made him a bit muddled. Then again he was ginning happily and nobody could smile like when they were seriously hurt. Mind made up August gave a small satisfied nod and beamed at Cypress too. Next second he was being sent sprawling, landing in a graceless heap. It was nothing he wasn't used to though so he quickly accepted Cypress's hand and used the leverage to right himself again.
August was more preoccupied with worrying about the effects a paper napkin might have on the thestral anyway. "Yeah," He said finally, eyeing the left over scraps of napkin now littering the lawn, if Cypress said it was fine it must be. "They can't taste very nice though." August wrinkled his nose at the thought of eating a napkin. The disembodied squawk that floated over from the thestral only seemed to confirm that to the Hufflepuff. He felt the invisible force investigating his pockets and then his hair, the hot breath tickling across his neck and making August chuckle.
"I'm sorry," He said with a small shrug, not thinking it would be at all weird to apologise to an animal. "I don't have any more food." Perhaps the thestral wanted petting instead... He couldn't really remember what Professor Argall had told them about petting thestrals. "Here boy! Umm... Girl. Nice thestral!" August cooed, making an odd clucking sound with his tongue to try and coax the creature over and completely unaware that Tenebrus had already wandered off. Maybe Cypress wanted to try and pet the thestral too, it could be fun.
August was more preoccupied with worrying about the effects a paper napkin might have on the thestral anyway. "Yeah," He said finally, eyeing the left over scraps of napkin now littering the lawn, if Cypress said it was fine it must be. "They can't taste very nice though." August wrinkled his nose at the thought of eating a napkin. The disembodied squawk that floated over from the thestral only seemed to confirm that to the Hufflepuff. He felt the invisible force investigating his pockets and then his hair, the hot breath tickling across his neck and making August chuckle.
"I'm sorry," He said with a small shrug, not thinking it would be at all weird to apologise to an animal. "I don't have any more food." Perhaps the thestral wanted petting instead... He couldn't really remember what Professor Argall had told them about petting thestrals. "Here boy! Umm... Girl. Nice thestral!" August cooed, making an odd clucking sound with his tongue to try and coax the creature over and completely unaware that Tenebrus had already wandered off. Maybe Cypress wanted to try and pet the thestral too, it could be fun.