Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-10860529-20130722015451

Between the Headmaster's words and the hushed tone in Avril's voice, Cynthea didn't dare look to either of them, content to withholding incoming tears. Her "siblings" were always behind these little pranks, most them at least, but it still hurt knowing it. Every. Single. Time.

In all honesty, she would have thought it would have been worse: Entering his office after, taking away her dance elective, but she only hoped that her dorm this year would have enough space for Ori. After all, pygmy goats needed lots of it.

It was only when she was one of the last students standing was it realized that it was time to go. With an empty sigh, she checked the window before heading outside. The summer heat was leaking into the the school year, and she could only tug the brim her bonnet frontward while regretting to wear knee-length bloomers under her already bulky dress.

She spotted the little guy preparing to charge at a nearby water fountain. "Ori, no bunting!"

The little goat heard his owner's voice, but went on to chew on another patch of grass. Cynthea briefly took off her glasses - waterworks, she wiped at her reddened eyes and the tear stained glasses before putting that on. She placed a hand on her hip. She didn't want to, but the swan-to-be cracked a small grin as she rolled her eyes.

"I swear you're more stubborn that a mule," she said while approaching the kid. At first Ori circled her once she sat on her knees, but soon plopped roughly on her lap. Caressing the goat's chin, she again rubbed her eyes.

"Hope you won't mind the lack of later... maybe?"

No answer. She sighed. The goat got up ans so did she - priorities first, maybe she could give a certain fledgling a warning of what was likely Aerial's doing. Not that he could guard the girls' dorm all the time, but it was better than nothing, right? 