05-14-2016, 03:47 AM
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| Ashwinder
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Originally Posted by Stormdancer They had been back at school for over a month and like the last few years, Marsha had made the Creatures her first priority after her running training. Just like last year, she had gone to the Professor to make sure it was okay to continue what she was doing with her routine and when she had been given permission had handed over her Summer journal. She knew that the Professor was busy, but perhaps he could point out anything she needed to do or document better.
Moving out of the tracks and across the school grounds as the sun was just slowly starting to peak above the mountains, she couldn’t help but feel at home. She opened the doors to the housing and moved into the building just before 6.30am on a Saturday morning. She knew that it was unlikely anyone else would be here - or even up - but she was quiet just in case.
Moving silently, she moved towards the faeries so that she could check in on Ana and Boom and laughed softly to herself as they met her almost instantly flying around her before settling in her hair and on her shoulder. ”Hi. I’ve missed you both. Did you have a good day yesterday?” She asked them as she started to move around the building, so that she could start getting feed and water ready for everyone. Normally the students weren't up and out this early. There were always the few early risers, but they were a rare species entirely on their own. And he knew that. He also knew exactly who they were. Mostly because they were the few he saw first at breakfast and out on the grounds. Sometimes he'd bump into them around the castle, depending on the day. But this particular morning he was still in his office, taking care of a few things and pouring himself a glass of black tea. The only proper way to start a morning.
Despite being in his office, he heard the barn doors opening, as it was still early and the grounds tended to be at their quietest at this point of the day. There were only a few select students who would possibly be out at 6:30 am on a Saturday morning and he had a good idea of who this one could be. And so, he grabbed the journal he was handed earlier in the term and made his way out and over to the barn.
Miss Roadrunner, not surprised. He stood quietly and watched as she moved around, cutting through the morning air and getting the day started for the creatures in the barn. Casually leaning against the barn door, he didn't say anything. Just waited quietly watching, until she'd turn to notice. Didn't want to interrupt the work she was doing. That and he was a bit impressed.
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