full moon rising on the waters of my soul
As Lena and Amun talked about Zhanshi, the landshark struck. Darting up from the ground, he began to nibble on the edges of the Caretaker's bag, as if by doing so he could make more treats appear. Laughing, the potter shook his head. "He definitely does, and I definitely do spoil him." Tilting his head to one side, he narrowed his eyes at her. "Actually, while I have you, any advice on how I might better care for him?"
Nodding at her response, he smiled. "If you do decide to take me up on it, send a raven to Potter's Play in the Hollowed Ground." He settled back in his chair.
Grinning outright now, he shrugged. "I think I need more patience than persistence. He's about as skittish as any wild animal you've probably cared for when it comes to romance. I keep having to remind him that I actually like him and this isn't some elaborate trick or prank."
Nodding at her response, he smiled. "If you do decide to take me up on it, send a raven to Potter's Play in the Hollowed Ground." He settled back in his chair.
Grinning outright now, he shrugged. "I think I need more patience than persistence. He's about as skittish as any wild animal you've probably cared for when it comes to romance. I keep having to remind him that I actually like him and this isn't some elaborate trick or prank."
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