 That's Rough Buddy | Be the Flower | Moon & Stars
Angel wasn't much of a garden person. It didn't attract his interest and he frankly didn’t have any special skill for them. He wouldn’t even be out here, visiting the topiary, had it not been for overhearing a housemate mention something about a hippogriff. Apparently, he and his girlfriend had been hanging out quite closely when a hippogriff showed up and killed the mood—whatever that was.
The first year wasn’t new to interacting with magical creatures. His aunt (Xelene’s mom) owned a sanctuary of sorts and when they visited he got to see many creatures. She was very peculiar when keeping humans at a distance from her creatures, so Angel hasn’t ever had a chance to pet the hippogriff or fly on them. He knew his chances for the latter were slim here at school, too, but maybe he could pet one or feed it. He even brought bacon (which was stashed in his pants pocket at the moment).
Walking through the topiary garden he paused at times, admiring the moving plants. It was cool what magic did. He especially liked the dragon topiary, and so he stood in front of it, watching as it slowly moved its wings.
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