 Potions HW Post 3 curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
OOOOOH it was cold. COLD COLD COLD on his little Beagle paws! Caleb did not like that. It was weird walking on paws to begin with - it felt like he was walking on pillows in a way. Very fluffy pillows. It felt a lot bigger too, obviously since he was a tiny dog and not a large 17 year old teenage boy.
The smell from the Great Hall was SOOOOO GOOOOOOOOD. Even though he'd already had lunch before doing this, part of him wanted to go eat MORE - because dogs had no sense of when they were full. But no. That would not be good. He'd get fat - even if it was just for a few hours. Plus he'd soooo regret it when he came back to human form.
Ignoring the fantastic smells coming from the Great Hall, he headed towards the dungeons, getting REALLY tired all of a sudden...he wanted to nap. A nice, longggggg puppy nap.
__________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid |