 Evan and the murtlap! ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Claudine took the wiggling to mean that the murtlap was having a wonderful time chomping down on prawns. She was delighted to see it eat with such enthusiasm. It seemed Evan seemed to be thinking along the same lines. As for the notes… “Sure. That’ll be no problem.” Once the prawn was completely gone, Claudine removed a glove and took a quick moment to make some notes, her book and quill now levitating beside her. Ah, the joys of magic.
“Let’s see,’’ she remarked, moving closer to the fish pail as well. The quill and book followed so that they could easily be grabbed when notes were ready to be written. “Just offering up speculation here but I’d like to think that maybe he likes fishes too. Maybe not all kinds but a few?” Perhaps not the type Evan had selected? Only the murtlap would tell. |