08-11-2019, 01:30 PM
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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising ...... well that made a whole lot of sense. Chloe watched him as he explained that he had packages and parcels to sort through and return to sender, shaking her head and frowning. "Unbelievable. I can't imagine what that must be like. My cousins must be terrified." Thoughts flickered over to Carys and Carsyn, but also to her son who was due to start Hogwarts in a few years. Would there be a Hogwarts? "Adara. Chloe." Ought to be easy since her surname began with an A; unless he wanted surname for recipient, not sender. Shrugging his shoulders lightly, Zachaël wasn't sure what he thought about the whole Hogwarts situation. As any graduate knew, the school had its incidents. Every wizarding school did and you either figured out how to survive or you didn't. "I would be more concerned if the owls did not return at all," he offered in pseudo attempt at comfort, though the sentiment was genuine...as far as his owls were concerned. "The fact that they flew to the school and came back unscathed says something." Though Herjenmie in particular had had their feathers ruffled by...something. He could hardly get the eagle owl to leave its cage for the good portion of two weeks, even with the promise of treats.
"Adara...Adara..." he repeated upon pulling a large wicker box up on to the counter with an unceremonious thud. The name somewhat rung a bell, like a muted distant memory of some variety. But he attested this to the sheer number of names he read through on a daily basis. "Ah...here is one," he nodded as he plucked it from the box and set it on the counter, followed by a few others. "Apologies for the puncture wound there," he lamented as his thumb brushed over the hole through the paper from one of the owl's talons. "Very uncharacteristic of them. My assumption is that something spooked the owl and that happened."
Though he was proud that the letter had been returned period rather than dropped and lost to the elements.
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