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Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarika Aarohi Curious Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Shimron Bacari Goth Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Viano Valentino Thanatos-Misra Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Levi Nayan Singh-Phora Hufflepuff Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Harvey Thunder Forsfelle Ravenclaw Third Year
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| Idris Grunt :: Gryffindor ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄ It was quite clear that in some manner or the other, everyone’s responses were bouncing off the other. Which was quite lovely; plus everyone definitely knew that a lot of factors went into gaining the trust of a creature.
A certain creature missing? Iddy couldn’t say that he had, being so wrapped up in that trash of an article about his big brother. And then Menon made the most grand reveal that left the Gryffindor’s head spinning He reached out a hand to steady himself against Paully’s nearest arm as he studied the kneazles and knittens {HOW CUTE, BTW!!!}. The yellow one, in his opinion, its colour was vibrant enough to remind him of Hufflepuff House. CUTE AGGRESSION WAS SETTLING IN!!!
Id was barely registering the words coming from the professor but it hardly mattered: Idris knew practically all of this information given his love for cats, kneazles and even the mundane feline creatures. However, the words ‘grooming’ and ‘coat maintenance’ pierced his overly excited mind, leaving him feeling even more dizzy. Oh, could they all start the grooming NOW?!
Id’s free hand raised slightly, though his gaze remained fixated on the knittens. See, they reminded his of baby Nesquik, and the day Paul picked out the tiny pink furball for him. “A careful and regular grooming routine,’’ he began in a rather squeaky and breathless voice. “Helps their physical health by preventing blockage in the intestines from hairballs which can form in the digestive tract when the cuties lick themselves. Er… there’s more to that but I’ve lost my train of thoughts, professor.” Iddy rather suspected that Menon knew exactly how the presence of the kneazles was affecting him - and in a good way. “I hope it doesn't turn into a Kobus Hendrik situation,’’ came a subsequent mutter.
Especially as mama Sassy and her itty bitty bitsy bbies were closer to him than they were before, there was definitely further difficulty in thinking. He might as well give up. So this was exactly what he did and gave into the cute aggression completely. THOSE FUR BBIES WERE EVEN CUTER THIS CLOSE!!!
And with that thought, Idris Ace Grunt smoothly, and almost with the grace of a cat, slumped to the ground in a faint. Yep, he had lost consciousness  BEST. LESSON. EVER!!! |
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