 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
If he was honest (and he usually was) Flynn was glad that they weren't supposed to use magic. He was OKAY at magic, but just? Ya know? It was much more fun to just DO things. Speaking of which, he'd spent the first portion of this lesson just.... getting to KNOW his kneazle buddy. Just.... hanging out. Chilling. Letting others go first in their obstacle attempts. Were they supposed to name-- yes? Because he couldn't see a name tag. Well! "Cabriole, are you ready?" Yes he had picked a ballet term. Or you know, a furniture leg term, depending on your perspective. Flynn snuggled the kneazle a bit more and grabbed one of the dangling dazzler toys with the fuzzy fluffy bright feathers on the end of a string that was in turn tied to a stick, and headed to the start line.
Cabriole? Oh this little kneazle had been called worse, and as if to show he didn't mind this particular moniker at all, he capered enthusiastically and then purrhurrumphed for more attention and nuzzles and scritches and really, he DID like these cuddles. Oh wait, what was he supposed to be ready for? What was he--A BIRD! FEATHERS! SWAT SWAT.
Flynn figured it would be hard enough to do this on his own and he wanted to give Cabriole all of his attention anyway so the third year opted for working just on his own this time around. And good! It looked like he picked the right toy! And.... GO! He dazzled the dazzler ahead of the kneazle and laughed in delight as Cabriole almost immediately POUNCED toward it. Flynn danced it out of the way and towards the first obstacle. "Come on Cabriole!"
Hoop! Hoop! Jump! Weave! Ramp! Jump! Balance beam! Jump! Hoop! Seesaw! Was it that easy? Nope. Not really, but Flynn was having a blast all the same, coaxing the kneazle through every single obstacle with a bounce of the dazzler, and a lot of determination. He figured, if Cabriole DIDN'T wanna do it, then he just wouldn't. That would be okay, he'd just pick the Kneazle up and carry him through it, but this WAS more fun. Also he wasn't sure if he could actually fit through those hoops himself? His shoulders were doing that growing thing and it was weird because his brain hadn't caught up so much and he often underestimated the amount of space he would take up in the world and could definitely not wriggle into small nooks and crannies anymore.
Finish line! Flynn dazzled the dazzler some more. "Come on Cabriole! Nearly there!" And...... done! He scooped the kneazle up as soon as they crossed over the finish line and snuggled him. So cute. "You did a great job! So clever! So fast!" He let Cabriole worry at the end of the dazzler, his prey finally caught.
Yissssss! He was the BEST hunter in ALL the land!
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