it's a family tradition (duke) May 28, 2017 1:01:11 GMT -6
Post by liora on May 28, 2017 1:01:11 GMT -6
2 SEPTEMBER 2011
Maybe bringing her pet kneazle from home was a terrible idea. Molly had always been terribly clever and fearless, a trait she feared she got from her, and the moment she watched also those kids crawl through the tunnel out into the corridors she just had to follow. Agile thing that Molly was she darted between all of them and her investigations led her to...
"Molly, get back here!" Liora hissed more than she whined as she raced after the cat who ducked under a concrete bench in the courtyard. Liora jumps over it instead of around and nearly topples over. Nearly. "It's the first day and you're going to make me late!" Well, it was the first date, but breakfast had barely even started. Though Liora would like to actually eat this morning.
Or maybe she didn't, maybe she'd puke in her first class if she did.
That didn't matter right now, the only thing that mattered was the kneazle who darted out of the courtyard and into the grounds proper. Only stopping when something splashed in the water made her stop-- And Liora catches her in a rolling, tumble before she clutched her to her chest.
"Why do you have to be so much trouble?" She bemoaned, cradling the cat to her and trying not to laugh as she tickled her chin with her tongue. The cat trying to get out of trouble and the girl trying to piece together how she was going to explain how her robes were already grass-stained the first full day. "You're not getting a treat today," Liora answered the cat's sudden mewl all too knowingly.