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Post by Caine Hawke on Jan 30, 2024 4:24:17 GMT 10
It had been some time since he'd split from Amber. His coat was nice and warm and (thankfully) clean, his hands scrubbed and everything all right for wear.
It had dawned on him when he'd reached his common room that he still had to go back out so he'd made sure to bring his own bag with him, too. So he threw on his white coat with the Gryffindor scarf and said a silent prayer of thanks that he wasn't blending into the background and hoping he didn't look too strange.
There was a certain greatness in being odd, he supposed, no one questioned his strange clothing choices or his ideas. He only dwelled on it a bit as he made his way to where he'd told Amber he'd be. Near Hagrid's hut.
Feet kicking around at the snow, his coat wrapped around him, blue eyes scanning anything and everything he was able to scan - nothing came to mind as he waited. He needed some Pumpkins for Pumpkin Juice but he'd wait for Amber before actively asking about it.
That was what friends were for, right?
His hands found the insides of his pockets as he waited, rocking back on his heels as he scanned the skies - maybe they'd see a Christmas dragon or something. He wanted to be up there on his new broom! Ugh.
He still needed to tell Amber about it, too.
All in good time. He could wait. Even if he was buzzing with the excitement and ready to tell her all about it... he could wait.
Post by Amber Lloyd on Jan 30, 2024 5:31:07 GMT 10
While scrubbing of the slime in the shower, Amber somehow had remembered all her plants still sitting in the Greenhouse, waiting for her.
Because she felt she had enough time until she would meet up with Caine again, she decided to make a detour to the Greenhouse.
If she had known beforehand that she would meet her nemesis there, she would have opted to wait at the Pumpkin Patch instead. And now, she had made Caine wait too as the harvest had gone longer than expected…
Amber hurried along the Forest Path, her robe flapping behind her almost like a cape. Sometimes she almost toppled over roots beneath the snow, but saved herself just in time through flailing arms. And the small run drove out the cold from her.
When she arrived at the Pumpkin Patch in a rush, she shortly glanced around and immediately spotted Caine. Amber grinned at the sight of him, and a few meters before her friend, she decided to jump up and attempt to slide along the path of trodden down snow. For a few feet it worked very well - until one feet slipped too much and she lost balance, landing on her butt right in front of Caine.
But she looked up to him and laughed, raising her arms into the air.
“I’m here!”
She scrambled to her feet and brushed off the snow from her clothes.
“Sorry for the wait, I got side-tracked. Though now I know a way to train more Snitch-catching apart from Quidditch training!” Amber proudly beamed at him, then grinned. “Though I don’t know if I should tell you… After all, we could compete against each other in the final!”
She winked, clearly indicating she was joking. She of course would tell one of her best friends about this fantastic plant if they wanted to hear it!
“Shall we?” Amber motioned forward to the Pumpkin Patch.
After all, they were here for taking care of the pumpkins and possibly getting a ripe one. But of course they could talk while doing so.
“By the way, I visited Hogsmeade yesterday. I’m still hurt you didn’t want to go together!” Amber pouted a bit, but more in a teasing manner than anything. Though she still didn’t know why he hadn’t come with her.
“But, I managed to cash in my broom upgrade! Guess what I got!”
She grinned while carefully walking along the row of pumpkins, trying not to step onto some of the fruits and keeping an eye out for any tending the patch needed. Amber was astonished that the pumpkins flourished even in these harsh conditions…
Despite the cold and snowy season, the Pumpkin Patch was well protected by some unknown sort of spells. It wasn't the warmest place, but enough that the pumpkins were unhindered. And as the two students wandered, it became clear what sort of tasks they faced today -- though each patch was located on opposite sides of the path.
Divide and conquer, as the saying went.
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Several pumpkins were overcrowded with weeds -- a few a bit prickly too. Unless one knew a spell to help out, they'd just have to use their hands to rip them out. Hopefully, without damaging the pumpkin's roots or vines in the process.
It was a tricky task; the weeds were rather tough to get a grip on, let alone to pull out. A bird watched from a post nearby, pausing occasionally to nibble on some sunflower seeds.
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The other patch included several dull-toned pumpkins -- even down to the browning leaves and stiff stems. The soil was crumbly and parched. A relatively simple task, but quite a lot of water would be needed to fully restore these huge pumpkins.
There was a heavy, self-filling watering can nearby that would do the trick -- though it certainly made the task more of a physical challenge. Otherwise, it was nothing a proficient Water-Making Charm couldn't handle.
Post by Caine Hawke on Jan 31, 2024 0:02:15 GMT 10
He hadn't been waiting too terribly long. Or had he? He couldn't remember. If the footprints were any indication, he'd walked around a bit and explored tiny little areas while he'd waited.
But it still took Amber a while to join him.
He didn't mind, however, because the quiet was nice. The cold tended to echo in silence and, for Caine, it was... odd? Refreshing? He could hear the rush of others off somewhere in the distance but alone it was so far away. Like he was the first star in the morning! It was kind of cool.
Ah, there she was! Sliding in the snow... or, well, attempting to, anyway. She landed on her rear and he snorted a laugh, shaking his head as he offered a hand to help her up.
"No worries, I was just... listening." Drowning out his own thoughts, mostly. It was like he could hear the world breathe, warm under a blanket of white.
"You're going to have to tell me about the snitch training. Even if we competed it would be more fun if we were on the same ground, right?" He thought so, anyway. Besides, playing with Amber had been a blast!
Looking with her, he glanced up, noticing the difference in pumpkins. Some weeding, some watering and he nodded, tugging his gloves out of his bag in preparation for a job to do.
"I didn't mean to hurt you," he responded about Hogsmead, glancing up from his task of switching out his gloves, "Actually, I'm banned from Hogsmeade. Just... didn't want everyone to know, you know?"
Caine beamed at her before turning his attention back to his gloves he didn't particularly want to explain what he'd done to earn it but he figured it was coming.
"And it was a fair choice, really. I may or may not have shot a firework at someone accidentally." he had drug him away, after all, but it hadn't ended well for him. Ah, well, it was what it was.
"Oh! What'd you get?" Broom talk was good talk! He kneeled down next to some of the weeds. He checked each weed to make sure he wasn't pulling something important to a pumpkin and yanked the first one free without many words, offering Amber the chance to speak whenever was good for her.
He glanced up with a frown.
"I should have asked if you wanted me to do the water thing, huh? Dang, I'm sorry. Are you ok with watering the dry ones?" There. See? He could be a gentleman if he wanted to!
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Post by Amber Lloyd on Jan 31, 2024 4:53:13 GMT 10
Amber took Caine’s hand to get up from the snow and tilted her head at his answer.
Listening? Listening to what?
She stood still for a second, trying to hear something. But there wasn't much. Some rustling from small animals moving through the undergrowth, perhaps. She shrugged as the short silence was broken with their Quidditch talk. She grinned.
"True! And if it means you having a higher chance at beating the other houses, it's a bonus!"
Amber would gladly share her new findings with Caine, especially if it meant they would be able to play against each other again. Preferably already this school year, she didn’t want to wait until next term for it!
Although, she shuddered at the mere thought of one of her possible future Beater teammates sending Bludgers in the direction of her friends... That might be hard one her.
Distracted herself from these dark thoughts, she instead eagerly told Caine about the Furpod plant, always wriggling away when one was just in reach for the beans - exactly like the Snitch sometimes did! Catching it then like the golden ball was the goal.
While talking about it, like Caine, she noticed what tasks the pumpkins needed. However, before she could decide on one, her friend distracted her with his explanation about missing out on Hogsmeade. She blinked.
“You are banned from Hogsmeade?” she asked unbelieving, especially at his beaming expression.
Before she could ask why, Caine beat her to it and answered. She sighed.
“Sounds exactly like something you would do.”
Now she felt bad to have dragged him into the Forbidden Forest. If he already was banned from Hogsmeade, which other punishment would he have gotten, if they would have been caught?
But there was something that bothered her even more.
“Does that mean, we three can’t go on any more trips there together?”
Hogsmeade was… boring and lonely without her two best friends! Yeah, the chance encounter with Sinead there had been fun as well, but it wasn’t be the same. And she wouldn’t want to replace Caine with someone else.
“Perhaps there is something you could do to lift the ban again?” Amber thought out loud, while Caine was busy yanking out weeds, asking about her broom.
It was only his question about watering that reminded her about the task.
“What? Ah, no, no, it’s actually perfect!” She grinned and pulled out her wand. “It’s an excellent opportunity to train the ultimate weapon against my nemesis to perfection!”
Amber wandered across the path to the opposite part of the patch and came to a halt in front of the dry looking pumpkins. She hold her wand over it.
“Aguamenti!”
A steady stream of clear water poured out of the tip of her wand and over the parched soil and pumpkins.
“Oh, yeah, about the broom!” Amber reminded herself about answering Caine’s question, though spoke a bit louder, so her voice travelled well across the path.
Too bad the sound improving side effect from the mystery plant had dissipated, now it would have come in handy…
“Thunderstrike! Loved it ever since that flying obstacle course!” Amber gave Caine a wide grin. “It just… felt right. Like an extension of my body, you know what I mean?”
Distracted by the exciting broom talk, the water out of her wand ebbed away. Amber frowned and refocused on her wand.
“Aguamenti!” she cast again, water flowing over the dry patch in front of her.
Yeah, she definitely needed to hone her water-making skills more... If possible, to the point where she could cast the spell without even needing to think about it.
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The shock in her voice about his punishment was endearing. He nodded at her exclamation before shrugging. Sounded like something he would do, sure, but he hadn't meant to. Well, he'd meant to shoot it off, he hadn't meant for it to go flying at a stray Gryffindor that would later take his scarf like a trophy.
"That's what it means, yeah. At least for a while. I'm trying to behave..." he motioned toward the patch and then himself with a grin.
"I'm even trying to be calm. Still feel like running but... I think they don't like that, either." He sought the roots of another weed and yanked it out with a frown, examining the vine for a moment before tossing it in a nearby bin.
They worked a bit, Caine listening to her about the plant she'd encountered, cringing inwardly. He didn't mind plants or Herbology... but he'd have to chase that plant eventually and it sounded like a whole chore.
He didn't have long to dwell on a moving plant, however, as Amber was talking about her broom upgrade. He glanced over at her as he tugged another weed from the ground and nodded.
"So, you got a Thunderstrike? That's amazing!" He knew exactly what she meant. He'd flown the same one and it was amazing.
"My father sent me the same one this morning." he glanced over at her, excited for the both of them. "Next match is going to be a good one, huh?" They both had the same broom, both loved what they did - so maybe it'd be fun!
Caine shifted a little, making his way over to the next few pumpkins, finding the root of a weed and tearing it out. He tossed it into the bin again before seeking more. It was worth it, really, doing something like this. It was calming.
Amber snorted as her friend mentioned trying to behave.
Caine and behaving in one sentence? Unthinkable!
She also had the feeling, even if he was trying, chaos somehow seemed to follow him... Perfect example was this firework accident now.
Funnily enough, it had grown on her. She kinda liked that about him. It was exhausting sometimes, but the fun far outweighed it.
Amber moved her wand more to the right, so that the dry soil there could absorb the flowing water. Though it was so parched, the ground repelled the water in the beginning. Nevertheless, she hold her hand steady over it, unrelenting.
The pumpkins needed the water, so they would get it, even by force!
"Well, you can still run! Just maybe outside the castle, not in the corridors... I'll even join you for it at the grounds, if you need company!"
Oh yeah, Amber would definitely run with him through the courtyards or forest. She was always game for venturing outside!
At the news of Caine's Christmas present, Amber looked up from her task with glistening eyes. As her focus was now on something else, her spell immediately ebbed away.
"You got the same one?! Awesome!" she exclaimed and hold up a hand for an air-high-five. They matched!
"Next match? Definitely!" she said without thinking, though then got reminded against who the next match was. She groaned.
"Well, we'll see... Mine is against Slytherin after all..." Amber grimaced.
While she was excited for the upcoming match, Slytherin wouldn't be easy with Seabrook around. Though she fully trusted her two little Chasers to be able to keep up with her.
They were skilled and fast. They both had proved this at the last match and flying course.
Thinking about the latter and brooms got her reminded about something else.
"Do you remember Joshua winning a broom upgrade at the flying course? Seems we all got one then, after all!" Amber laughed, then continued thinking. "I'm wondering which broom he will get..."
She didn't ponder for long as in her opinion, from his limited options it was quite obvious which one.
"Bet he chooses the Moonclaw! It's purple after all!"
Amber chuckled and cast her gaze down to the slightly wet ground. Right, there was a patch she had to water!
"Aguamenti!"
A big stream of water flowed out of her wand, dousing the pumpkins and soil in front of her. The ground finally was able to soak up more of the magical water. And to Amber it even seemed that colour began to return to the thirsty pumpkins. Still, she would give them more of the shiny liquid, a ton more!
Last Edit: Feb 2, 2024 5:29:16 GMT 10 by Amber Lloyd
Post by Caine Hawke on Feb 3, 2024 11:50:31 GMT 10
He was used to the disbelief so it didn't sting when she snorted at his claims. He didn't want to admit that he was a little saddened by it, but it was what it was. He could earn back his trips, couldn't he? Even if it meant he would have to be as calm as he could.
He was trying. That was what mattered.
"I appreciate it. I'll probably take you up on it... if you can keep up." The slight tease was just a little revenge for her snorting at his attempt to behave. He knew she could keep up.
"I did! You should uh... water." he said, tugging at another weed. Work and talk. He just wanted to get done - besides, his hands were starting to get cold!
"Yeah, it's against Slytherin. But last I checked their keeper got canned." he gave a smirk at that, the petty part of him more than glad to know that he'd gotten booted off the team for...whatever. He wasn't a nice ex, was he?
"You guys got a shot. Especially if you play against them how you played against us." Sure, they had Seabrook but they had Sophia and that had been a terrible loss against Ravenclaw. They really had a chance.
At the mention of Josh he snapped his attention upward, yanking another weed at the same time.
"I remember. And yeah, I'd bet the same but you never know with him. Just because it's purple doesn't mean he won't shake it up on us." Josh was fun like that but, really, he just hoped that his best friend got the broom of his dreams.
He worked with her in silence for a little while, shifting through roots and tugging them out one by one. It was easy going work and he liked it a lot even if his hands were cold.
"So, I gotta go paint something after this, you coming?" he asked, breaking the silence between her spell casting. "How's the water coming, by the way?"
Last Edit: Feb 3, 2024 11:51:06 GMT 10 by Caine Hawke
For Caine, there was a compost area nearby, which would make for the perfect place to toss the weeds.
A weed he'd pulled out soon became the snack of the cranky-looking bird, who'd flown down to join him under the impression the boy was tossing aside perfectly edible food. The bird fussed and tugged at it, then decided the plant wasn't actually a fluffy green worm.
It peered at the progress Caine made, and pecked sharply at the boy's hand either thinking he hid something or to tell him to hurry up and find something interesting. There were more weeds to get through, and the bird wasn't making it easy. Once Caine set to work again though, it flew up onto a post to observe.
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While he worked, a bird swooped a few more times -- though only at the actual weeds, just in case something had changed about them since the last time it tried. When Caine completed his task, the bird quickly lost interest and went to search for worms or bugs elsewhere.
With the weeds gone, the pumpkins looked much healthier and better taken care of. Hagrid would surely be pleased when he stopped by later to check in on the patch. Now Caine was finished, he could search around for a ripe pumpkin.
There was one towards the back of the patch that looked perfect -- though the vines would be tricky to pull it from; they were tough and thick as rope.
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Meanwhile, Amber certainly had the easier task by comparison. The Water-Making Charm did the trick in revitalising the soil and pumpkins. Perhaps a bit too well, as she was soon faced with several emerging slugs and snails that needed to be removed before they could harm to the renewed pumpkins.
They were slimy, sticky, and bound for the same compost pile as Caine's weeds. How that worked... well, it was probably best not to think about it.
Post by Amber Lloyd on Feb 3, 2024 18:54:00 GMT 10
Amber playfully glared at him as he teased her.
“Pah, you might have longer legs, but I can just compensate that with taking more steps! But what about endurance? How good are you with that?”
Amber had ton of endurance. You automatically got it from always running around outdoors, and especially from constantly climbing the Ravenclaw Tower.
While she was excited about having the same broom, he just… told her to keep watering.
Did Caine just remind her to do her task?! Him?
…He really was trying, huh?
Amber immediately took his decision more seriously and felt a tiny bit bad about not doing so earlier. It just felt weird… But, she would support him in this with everything she got! She hoped he was ready for this…
She saluted at him and promptly continued watering as told. Amber listened to his thoughts about Quidditch and nodded at the mention of the former Slytherin Keeper.
“Well-deserved!” she added with a satisfying nod.
“True! I will do everything I can to win this one as well! Can’t have Slytherin in the lead for the cup, right?” Amber grinned and doused some more pumpkins. “And you know that I expect you and Josh to cheer me on, right?”
During Hufflepuff matches not against Ravenclaw, she would of course cheer them on as well. Perhaps she should even make a banner of some sort…Or a flag? Latter would be easier to handle alone.
“True! That’s Josh for you!” Amber laughed and happily continued watering.
Each of them worked on their tasks for a while, Caine weeding like there was no tomorrow, Amber watering the pumpkins, trying not to drown them. But apparently, they indeed needed a ton of water…
She stopped watering and stretched her wand arm. It had started to feel heavy, just as Caine asked her about painting.
“Painting? What are you painting?” Amber curiously asked. “The water is …no, what are you all doing there?! These pumpkins are not for you to eat! Shoo!”
While she had looked down on the patch to take in her watering progress, she noticed the sudden invasion of slugs and snails. Though of course, they would never react to a mere shooing. She had to take action before all her effort in revitalising the pumpkins would be in vain!
Amber quickly stuffed her wand in one of her robe pockets and reached for a slug just about to arrive at a pumpkin. She only thought about saving the pumpkin – and totally forgot how gooey those slugs were!
She almost let go as her fingertips touched the squishy back of the slug, but with resolve and a smacking sound she plucked the slug from the ground. It desperately wriggled in her hand as she searched for something to put it into.
Amber had luck and found an empty bucket nearby. She promptly tossed the slug into it, while on her glove remained a residue of slime. Yuck!
“Why is there always so much slime everywhere!” she lamented, and sighed. It seemed her gloves later would need a wash as well… Perhaps she should have switched to her garden gloves beforehand…
Well, what was done now was done. She had to focus on the snails now!
The whole process felt like war. As soon as Amber removed one snail, she spotted another one in the next moment, daring to approach a pumpkin. She worked unremitting, both of her hands plucking away slug after slug. Sometimes she needed both her hands to remove one from a leave, but otherwise, she was doing quite well, the slimy creatures piling up in the bucket.
After a while, Amber looked around for the tiny attackers, expecting more, but there wasn’t a snail or slug at sight. She had won the fight!
With a groan she stood up from crouching all the time, took the bucket and brought it over to the compost pile. With a firm shake, almost all the slugs dropped out of the bucket, though some needed to be convinced with a flick.
Returning to the patch, Amber was pleased to see no pumpkin had been harmed – only her gloves were slimy. She guessed she would return later to her dorm and grab another pair
Even with a pesky bird swooping toward him, Caine managed to work. Cursing under his breath at the bird that, thankfully, got more glove than skin when it pecked at his hands. Silly creature was ready to get him, but it seemed to be after something else.
Half of him wished he'd carried extra owl treats or something, but he didn't have it so had to quickly shake the thought.
He had to duck a few more times, avoiding the bird that kept going after the vines but, otherwise, he was fine. It was kind of like dodging a slow bludger if he wanted to think about it that way!
"I have endurance! Like enduring this bloody bird!" he shot a glare up at the bird as he tossed another vine into the compost.
"Of course we're going to cheer you on. C'mon now." Goodness, he hadn't thought that she'd feel the need to remind him. Ha! He'd prefer it to be Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw for the cup... even if Gryffindor was going to be a force to be reckoned with.
They had an almost full team.
Oof that was going to be quite the adventure, wasn't it? So, he glanced down at his work, the end of the line of pumpkins and then nodded, standing and brushing his hands on his pants before glancing back over at her when she asked what he was painting and then started going in on some... slugs. Ew.
He'd need some of those eventually but he'd not worry about it right yet.
"Something for the kids at St. Mungos, I think. I'm not sure what I'm painting yet." He was sure she'd gather that it was extra credit. Caine wasn't the best when it came to studies and he needed to keep his grades up... at least for now.
He looked for a pumpkin that would be good while she dealt with her own show and, eventually, made his way to a perfect pumpkin toward the back. It was covered in thick vines and looked snug, but that was the one he chose.
Making his way over to it while Amber worked he began the process of uncovering it, slipping his hand around the pumpkin to wiggle it out. It was hard work, a lot of using his arm to push the vines upward and twisting to get the pumpkin loose.
But he managed it, twisting and pulling, using himself as leverage to get the pumpkin all sorted out.
Amber said something about slime and he snorted a laugh, shaking his head.
"All hail, Amber the Slime Queen!" he joked, slipping in the dirt to land on his knee with a yelp. "Apparently, I kneel to you, my liege!" It was all in good fun, the teasing the playful jabs.
Finally, the pumpkin rolled free and he gave a cheer, holding it up for her to see.
"I DID IT!" he called, waving it around, "My spoils of toil!" Oh, he could rhyme too! Ha! Take that, disbelievers!
It took a while for Caine to pull / dig the Pumpkin free of its vines, but he finally got it. The pumpkin was a lovely shade of orange and quite heavy. But he'd won that battle, and secured his fruitful prize.
Amber's patch now thoroughly watered and pest-free, it looked rather picturesque. Her efforts paid off already, with the pumpkins being a healthy shade of orange -- their leaves now green and lush, and the soil rich. As a bonus, there was a ripe pumpkin a little to the back. It took a bit of careful navigating to reach, and its vines were a bit stubborn but nothing a good tug or two couldn't rectify.
Both of their pumpkins were perfectly ripe, and ready to be used or eaten.
Post by Amber Lloyd on Feb 11, 2024 19:19:18 GMT 10
Amber chuckled as she saw Caine struggling with the bird. Good thing, the little bird wasn’t bothering her – because she would have just started playing with it instead of doing her task.
To avoid here attention being shifted to the bird, she quickly avoided her gaze and got back onto watering the pumpkins.
“I know, I know!” Amber laughed and waved her own comment from earlier aside. Of course knew, they would cheer her on!
She was focusing on catching the slimy snails and slugs as fast as possible to save every single pumpkin, so she refrained from answering Caine regarding the painting for now – though she couldn’t very well let the comment about Slime Queen just sit there.
Amber looked up at Caine and was very close to throwing a slug in his face, but who knew were the slug would land afterwards… She grinned as he accidentally knelt and played along.
“I see, you are eager to become my Slime Knight! Yet, you lack the necessary slime. However, that can be remedied quite easily…”
She hold up her slimy bucket with wriggling slugs to offer it to him with a grin before she continued with her task. Everything was done just in time for Caine to get his pumpkin.
“That one looks great! Now, for mine…”
Amber spotted a fine specimen in her beautiful part of the patch not far from her and made her way towards it, carefully avoiding stepping onto other pumpkins or her foot getting caught in a vine. Arriving at her destination, she knelt down and reached for the pumpkin. With a firm tug, the vine broke and the pumpkin came free.
“I have one too!” Amber exclaimed with a grin and proudly walked over to Caine with her own pumpkin, though noticed her slimy gloves when she attempted to stow away the fruit. Did she really have to go back to the castle because of this little slime?
Quickly, she put the pumpkin down again, took one glove off and pulled out her wand.
“Tergeo!”
Yeah, the spell actually cleaned up her gloves quite nicely! No need to head back immediately!
“I think we’re done here then, right? I have to say, we cleaned up the patch quite nicely!” She looked up to Caine, then tucked away her pumpkin into her potions kit.
“So, you’re gonna go painting? I think I’ll make a trip to the Savannah instead. I already did the painting together with Josh. That was fun!” Amber beamed at Caine, then had to laugh as she remembered their painting session and the finished artwork.
“Surprisingly, we both drew sheep! Josh’s was really cool, it was a Seeker sheep!”
She smiled warmly as the image of the zooming sheep appeared in her mind, reminding her of her own role as Seeker. She would have loved to keep the painting…
“So, yeah, I’ve already done that, but let’s meet up later again!”
Amber gave her friend a wave and a grin, before she left for the Savannah.
Post by Caine Hawke on Feb 25, 2024 14:26:22 GMT 10
Slime knight? He snorted a laugh at that, stepping back from her so she didn't get any ideas about slapping him with slime or something.
No, no thank you.
He watched her as she picked a pumpkin of her own and then came back to him, cleaning herself up with a spell.
He was beginning to really appreciate that spell, he wasn't going to lie. It had saved him more times in the past few days than he cared to admit.
"Yeah, I think we can go. And I think we did a bloody good job, Amber!" They had! Look at it! It was nice and clean!
Upon hearing she'd already done the painting he nodded at her with a brilliant smile. Sure, there was a lot he could do in the savannah but it was cold and he was ready to warm up some more.
There was a lot he could do and he had to finish painting.
"Maybe I should paint a sheep too but right now I'm thinking of a slime monster." he couldn't help but to joke at her a little. "Maybe with pigtails."
She said they'd meet up later and he offered a wave, seeing her off before he turned and headed back to the castle.
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