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Originally Posted by
Mad Eye Touz
Plymouth definitely hesitated. He didn't WANT to go near it. He was a Ministry rated XXXXXX coward when it came to the little horned thing that would and could probably eat his brains.
But, Plymouth went to Cela and stood at her back. He looked over her shoulder. "Is it biting you? You can put it back.."
"No, poor thing." Cela waited as the clabbert tentatively climbed on her hand and she gently brought it out of the cage, holding it up slightly, "It's a boy Plym." She stroked it gently, "You know what happens if you
don't be nice to the clabbert and feed it and look after it, Plym?"