Selina Skies
May 27, 2022 8:20 PM
The Fair by Selina Skies
Familiar faces were flooding back onto campus, and Merlin, it was lovely to see them. Some of them were from so long ago that even Selina didn’t know them. Some of them seemed like they’d only be gone for the blink of an eye, and couldn’t possibly have grown and become adults with so many life experiences to share. Not that the fair was strict on meeting any kind of standard. They’d asked for alumni to share something that was important to them, be it a career or a hobby, and to try to make something fun out of it—to make sure it was more of a booth than a presentation.Selina had to admit she’d been skeptical about that, or at least had struggled to see how most careers could be turned into something fun and interactive. Luckily, the alumni were much more creative than she was when it came to that. There was a huge range of fun and interesting activities. Evelyn Stones was working on becoming a play therapist, and (accompanied by Heinrich Hexenmeister) had a tie dye booth which included both magical and non-magical options—and a fancy little explanation about using different methods to achieve the same results, and integrating different parts of your identity being therapeutic, which Selina was sure most students would ignore in favour of just making loud, obnoxious shirts. Andrew Duell had some kind of ride where all the pieces were mechanically joined together—nothing floated, or appeared and disappeared, and the whole thing made strange grinding noises. Selina was well aware that theirs was a culture that encouraged children to play a game where metal balls flew at their heads, so she wasn’t quite sure why she distrusted this machine quite so much. She was telling herself it was educational, and keeping a wary eye on it. Nic Sawyer had hoverboards. That was it. Just straight up hoverboards.
Some of the booths were more obviously career-related, or educational. Jhonice Trevear had kids scrambling around to bring her the best headline from the fair. Dorian Montoir, who had gone into translations and museum archiving, had a booth demonstrating the evolution of various Chinese characters, and the opportunity to try out some calligraphy.
There were also people whose jobs or hobbies naturally fitted in with a fun fair. The Anns’ business was fancy clothes, and they were showcasing that very well by letting people get dressed up and have their pictures taken. Holly Delachene was running pony rides. Alessa Jacobs was giving tarot readings. Jozua Sparks had a fun house that Selina trusted somewhat more than Andrew Duell’s ride, because by the end of his time at Sonora, she had the feeling that Jozua actually exploded things on purpose, and so many of them happened around him because he wanted them to. She was trusting that he had enough sense not to explode her students. At least, not very much.
For entertainment, Saul Pierce was doing magic tricks. Selina wasn’t entirely sure whether these were the novelty non-magical ‘magic’ tricks that some people enjoyed, or fancy stunt magic that the students would still be impressed by in spite of having spells up their own sleeves. He had just said ‘magic tricks’ and she’d said that sounded fine, and moved onto the next thing that needed arranging. There were even some refreshments, as Peyton Priory had baked goods.
The students had all been given tokens to spend, in order to ensure an equal fair experience for everyone. They would have a few hours to look around and enjoy. After they had finished up and been put on the wagons home, the alumni would be treated to a celebratory dinner, which would give them more of a chance to mingle with each other and their former teachers—though Selina was sure they would find plenty of chances for helloes and catch ups throughout the day as well.
OOC: Welcome to the Fair!
You may post your character interacting with any of the booths mentioned. You may assume normal interactions, e.g. having the alumni give you equipment/turns/let you onto the ride etc, but beyond this, please do not write for them.
You may talk to and interact with the alumni, or post with other students.
All alumni activities were submitted by their authors. If you have alumni and would like to post them with a description of their booth, you are free to do so.
Those with alumni here are welcome to post them running their booth, taking a break to catch up with friends, or enjoying the after party.
Subthreads: Reunion by Liesl Brockert
Temple of Doom by Jozua Sparks with Constance Melcher
Not again by Osvaldo Alamilla
Just trying to get through by Lazarus Jareau-Fletcher with Lenny Pierce
Aimless wandering by Iris Cobb with Ian Malone
Baked goods by Wally O'Malley with Valentine Duell
Some of this seems fun. by Esme Brockert with Valentine Duell
Quietly hopeful by Sapphire Brockert
Leggo my LEGOs? by Cole Pierce with Christopher Brockert, Yaniel Ayala Velez
The ride of your life! by Andrew Duell
Me brain hurt by Stanley O'Malley
Nostalgic (Gaming Club member) by Gabriel Wilson with Phil Carson
Almost gone by Anya Delachene with Theo Spurn
Ending on a high note [tag Jasmine] by Ellie Alperton with Jasmine Delachene
Roommate bonding (Tag Rosalynn and/or Lorena) by Isla Brockert with Rosalynn Tellerman
Aftermath by Lavender Brockert
Transitions by Amethyst Brockert
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Iris Cobb
May 30, 2022 6:18 PM
Aimless wandering by Iris Cobb
So far, Iris was enjoying the fair. She hadn't actually done anything yet, just wandered around taking in all the sights. The one sight she liked best so far, not that she'd admit it to herself or anyone else, was that of Liesl hanging out at one of the booths without Hansel in sight. Iris had nothing against the girl, she was nice and friendly and such. It was just the amount of time she spent with Hansel, it bothered her.On a completely unrelated thought, she hadn't actually spotted Hansel in her wanderings either. She wondered mildly where he was and what he was doing. She tried to tell herself that it didn't really matter, but some part of her still really kinda wanted to know. However she firmly told herself that it didn't really matter, and that if she ran into him it would be nice, but if she didn't that was fine as well, and she really totally believed herself.
Upon completing her circuit of the grounds, Iris decided she'd really better do something to distract herself from... things. The question was what to do? She knew darn well she wasn't getting anywhere close to that 'DOOM' place. Billy would most likely be there and this was her last bit of time that she'd have free of him. She was going to make the most of it.
There was some weird contraption that she wasn't going to get close to. Billy would probably be around that floating board place as well at some point, best avoid it. There were pony rides which didn't look bad, but kinda reminded her of home to much at the moment. She'd be getting plenty of home soon enough. The thing that drew her attention the most was the fancy clothing booth. Now that could be fun, it'd be like the ball all over again. Plus, Billy wouldn't get within 100 feet of the place. Well, unless Ray wanted him to, but that seemed unlikely.
She was making her way that direction when she heard someone call out her name.
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Ian Malone
June 10, 2022 2:41 AM
That sounds potentially dangerous. by Ian Malone
The thing that Ian was most excited about at the fair was that his mom and Aunt Melanie were going to be there. The latter was especially amazing given that she’d just had triplets. He couldn’t imagine how exhausted she had to be with three little babies and two older but still not very old children.Which might very well be why she decided to come, she must have needed a break-and probably also was excited about being able to do something fun-or something else in general-after being on bedrest during her pregnancy.Of course,Ian was sure that his aunt’s presence was crucial to his mom showing up. Mom was pretty shy and she tended to fare better with someone she was close to with her, such as Dad, Aunt Melanie or Uncle Ryan. However, his dad wasn’t an alumni and Uncle Ryan couldn’t make it, although his sister was here selling baked goods. Ian would be sure to check those out later, when he got hungry.
Still, even though Ian was happy that his mom and aunt were here, he did not plan to stay over there all day. After all, he would be able to see them all summer and this was the only school fair that the Teppenpaw would ever get so he wanted to see what the fair had to offer.
Although, Ian being Ian-as in being an anxious worrywart who saw danger at every turn-could readily eliminate some of the exhibits. For starters, there was absolutely no way that he was getting on a hoverboard. Period. He knew full well that those things were an accident waiting to happen and he was not about to let them happen to him. Worst case scenario, they would happen to Stanley who was likely to find the hoverboards exciting and fun. Ian tried not to imagine his cousin breaking his neck and being crippled for life. He really did care about his cousin and did not want to see this happen.
And then there was that Doom thing. The fourth year had to appreciate that the creator of the Doom ride put such an obvious warning on it but there was absolutely no way that he was going anywhere near that thing.
Then there were the pony rides and that other contraption that looked sort of iffy. After all, ponies could buck or run off or anything else that came with them being living creatures with a mind of their own. Unless they were under an Imperius curse to make them behave though that would still be wrong. It would be absolutely…Unforgivable, even if it was a pony and not a person. Ian would honestly find it sad to use mind control on an innocent creature, even if it was potentially dangerous.
However, everything else…okay, some of it might be kind of girly like the booth that his mom and aunt were at but those were his relatives and Ian would not mind sitting there for a while and just hanging out with Mom and Aunt Melanie. Still, he was happy to get a tarot reading and a brownie-Peyton Priory’s baked goods were some of the best-and try the journalism thing and the writing and illustrating workshop and some of the other things.
Now, Ian just had to find a person to hang out with. He ran through the list of people he knew. Wally was, for some reason, helping Peyton at her bake sale instead of checking out the various booths. Stanley was…well, the Teppenpaw really didn’t think he was a good choice for a fair buddy based on their extreme differences in taste in activities. Tommy was probably with Rosalynn.
He looked around, spotting Iris by herself. Ian didn’t know the Crotalus that well, but she seemed like someone who…didn’t want to do dangerous things that would cause someone to possibly be injured in a painful and permanent way. Crotali were cautious by nature so she might be a decent person to hang out with. “Iris.” Ian called her name. He approached her. “Do you want to hang out for a while?” He asked, hoping she would agree. The Teppenpaw would be mortified if she said no.
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Iris Cobb
June 10, 2022 5:48 PM
What's life without a little adventure? by Iris Cobb
Iris was a little bit surprised when she saw who had called out to her. For the briefest of moments she had thought the boy's voice had belonged to Hansel, it didn't. The part of her brain that was in charge of recognizing voices was having a heated argument, consistently primarily of 'I told you so', with the part that had heard 'boy' and immediately slapped 'Hansel' in the mix.That debate muddled on in the background of her mind while the foreground worked on the question of why Ian wanted to hang out for awhile. She had nothing against the boy. He seemed like a nice, reserved Teppenpaw, nothing crazy like some folks she knew. The big question that was running through her head was 'what would Hansel think if he saw them together?' She did not want to admit why this question was in the forefront of her mind, but at the same time she wasn't quite sure why she didn't want to admit it. At this point it didn't really matter though, they'd be going home soon and then it wouldn't be an issue for months again.
Unless she wrote him over the summer. Liesl probably wrote him notes over the summer. Would it be weird if she just wrote him one? Granted it wasn't like they had an owl... well, a magical owl to deliver letters anyway. Was there a difference between the letter delivering owls and the normal, wild ones in the woods back home? Could they deliver letters as well?
She was getting way off track again. Ian had asked her a question, and he looked kinda worried about it. Iris shrugged, "Sure, I don't mind." She replied casually. "I was heading over towards the stand with all the fancy dress-up clothes." Maybe he wouldn't want to come along with her after all. A thought struck her, he was from a proper magical family, maybe he would know, "Do you know if wild owls can deliver letters, or do they need to be trained by magical folk to do that?"
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Ian Malone
June 12, 2022 6:02 AM
Long by Ian Malone
“Great!” Ian replied. “That sounds fine.” True, he would get lots of chances to dress up in fancy clothing throughout his life, but it sounded like a nice harmless activity that would not lead to either him nor Iris getting hurt. Besides, if that was what she wanted to do, he was fine with it. Ian just wanted to have someone to hang out with and preferably, someone who did not want to do dangerous things.The thing that was most important though was that Ian wanted a friend. He would be a fifth year student next year and he still didn’t really have anyone that he was close to, except sort of some of his relatives and Wally and Stanley seemed somewhat like they were sometimes more interested in hanging out with their mom’s relatives. Ian was not sure that he blamed them either. He probably was not very interesting to them.
Besides that, he had always been super focused on his studies. His goal of becoming a Healer and curing immune deficiencies-or at least treating them successfully- had been the most important thing to him. Because of this, the Teppenpaw had pretty much neglected his social life.
Or at least, that was what Ian told himself was why and it was part of it but in all honesty, he was actually very shy and had Just like his avoidance of all things dangerous was not just because he-because of his interest in being a Healer-saw all the myriad of ways that someone could get hurt but because he just was not very good at things like Quidditch and other physical pastimes.Which would make the likeliness of him getting hurt even greater.
Still,Ian was almost a fifth year and had basically no friends. Truth be told, he was kind of lonely and he felt…sort of pathetic. Like a total loser. Like people didn’t really like him. Or perhaps they just didn’t really know him-and he was worried that maybe it was just that he wasn’t worth getting to know. A fact that worried Ian more than anything other than his mother’s health-and that was saying something, because he worried about everything, a lot.
And maybe it was too late. After all, next year was CATS and even normally less anxious students than the Teppenpaw-which was most of them-worried about them. Of course, the scores he got were very important to him because they would determine his ability to get into the classes he needed for RATS-which was everything except for COMC-and then into a school with a good Healer program.
Though, that was not the only reason he was too late. By this point in one’s school career, everyone had their friends, their groups, and he didn’t have one. Not really.
So, Ian really appreciated that Iris was willing to hang out with him. Even if he was a tiny bit-oh, okay, more than a tiny bit, Ian was, well, Ian , he never worried about anything only a tiny bit-that it might be out of politeness or pity.
He considered her question. “Well, I don’t know for sure but I think they need to be trained. I mean, a wild owl would probably not know what to do with a letter. Not to mention you would have to catch one to give it to and I can’t imagine they’d be agreeable with that. Interested in Care of Magical Creatures?” Ian inquired. It was his worst subject-if one did not count Flying Lessons his first year- not because he was inherently bad at it or disliked it but because it was the one subject he didn’t need to continue with. He was planning on dropping it after next year, because he had enough on his plate with continuing everything else. However, Ian was still doing pretty well in it.
“Any other activity you’re especially interested in?” The Teppenpaw asked. “I mean, here at the fair, not in terms of school subjects”
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Iris Cobb
June 12, 2022 12:47 PM
And a just a little bit dull? by Iris Cobb
Iris thought Ian sounded a bit overenthusiastic about dressing up in fancy clothes, but maybe it was just her. She wondered, just briefly, if he thought he might catch some glimpse of her in some state of partial undress. She'd been informed that boys thought like this. Boys, in general, were dumb. If that was a thought that he had, he would have to get used to disappointment, because it wouldn't happen. Besides whatever measures she would be sure to take, Iris had to assume that the two women running the booth would have taken that sort of thing into account as well. So she simply smiled politely at Ian and continued on her way with him.She nodded thoughtfully at Ian's analysis of the owl situation. His one point did bring a slight smile to her face. "Catching one wouldn't be an insurmountable problem, we have plenty of them in the forest around home, and when you have a brother like Billy..." she let the comment trail off with a 'you get the idea' type of wave of her hand. Billy would probably relish the idea of catching a wild owl to see if it could deliver a letter. She may just have to suggest that to him sometime over the summer, at the very least she could watch him fall out of a tree again.
Iris considered his question about Care of Magical Creatures for a moment before nodding. "A bit, but I prefer Herbology. How about you?" Honestly she was actually that interested, but it was the polite thing to ask, if only to keep the conversation going. Although to be fair, one of the things Ian did have going for him was that he was about the most un-Billy-like boy she thought she knew. "As for around the fair," Iris looked around her again, "I'm not sure about activities, maybe some of the crafts? What did you have in mind?"
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Ian Malone
June 13, 2022 2:26 AM
I suppose it depends on your definition of fun. And your definition of adventure by Ian Malone
It wasn’t that Ian was excited about going to the dress up booth. After all, he would obviously get to do plenty of dressing up in fancy clothes. Although if it was one of those booths where you got to dress up in historical costumes-or even just actual costumes in general-and get your picture taken, that would be kind of cool. However, what Ian was happy about was that Iris was willing to hang out with him in the first place and he would not have to either go looking for someone elseAnd of course, he was glad that the person that he was going to hang out with was someone who didn’t want to do something that was potentially dangerous. Having his picture taken in fancy clothes wasn’t really that interesting to him, especially given how often Ian would be doing that in the future but at least it was fairly harmless, in the most literal sense of the word, as in he could not get hurt doing so.
If he actually knew what Iris was thinking, the reason for why she thought he came across so enthusiastic-which was inaccurate- and why she thought he would be enthusiastic about that, he would be absolutely mortified . Not that Ian never thought about such things at all-it was, from what he understood, a perfectly normal thing for boys his age to be curious about and think of- but he would never ever ever try to actually see one or hope to see one of his classmates that way. Ian tried to be a gentleman and besides, he wasn’t even interested in Iris like that! He simply did not want to wander around the fair alone or with someone who was into things that had the potential to land one in the Hospital Wing. Ian was all for being around medical environments, but not as a patient.
“That…does sound like something that Billy would try and help you with,”Ian replied. “However, I’m not sure that it can actually be done.They’re wild animals but unless you have some sort of trap for them,” which admittedly sounded awful, but he understood that sometimes people needed to trap and kill animals for food, “they’re just going to fly away. And the minute they’re released from that trap, they’ll also fly away, assuming that they aren’t too weak to do so.”
Ian continued.”And, assuming that you could catch an owl that remained healthy and whole after being caught, because a damaged one wouldn’t physically be able to deliver the letters and was willing to stay,” which they wouldn’t be, because wild animals were meant to stay in the wild,”you would need someone who knew how to train one.” He thought that there must be professionals who did that, but neither Iris nor Billy would know how.
“I guess I also prefer Herbology if I had to choose between the two.” Ian replied. However, for him, it was not a matter of preference, it was a matter of what he needed to do well in, in order to achieve his goal of becoming a Healer and he did not need COMC. “I’m not really sure what subject I like best.” Though he liked Defense the least, aside from Flying which he no longer had to take. “I only asked because, well, you asked a question about training an owl.”
Perhaps realizing that he’d come across too enthusiastic before, Ian shrugged. “Crafts sound cool. My mom and aunt are here doing sewing as part of one of the crafting booths and then there’s Chinese calligraphy and tie-dying shirts. Maybe one of those. Or one of the writing things.” There wasn’t really much about Healing, unless the Teppenpaw was going to go and help with people who got injured on hover boards.
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Iris Cobb
June 13, 2022 5:35 PM
I suppose it does indeed by Iris Cobb
Iris nodded rather blandly at Ian's agreement about Billy. Although she wasn't sure how much it would be to 'help' her, rather just because it sounded like something fun to try and do. She arched an eyebrow in his direction when he wasn't sure it could be done. "I can assure you, Billy has caught nearly every type of wild animal around us by this point. If he sets his mind on catching an owl, he'll figure it out." Ian did have a point with the second half of his argument. "True," she conceded, "That was why I was wondering if they needed to be trained or if letter carrying was just some innate magical quality they had."She was well aware that Billy's life-goal has been to become a world explorer ever since he learned there was a world away from the mountain. However, she wondered if he had a knack for catching and working with critters, if training them would be a valid career path for him. She seriously doubted that it would ever occur to him normally, but being the smart and responsible one, it was up to her to see if she could guide his way of thinking in that direction... after she watched him fall out of a tree again. There was a reason she considered herself the smart and responsible one after all.
"Ahh.." Iris answered in understanding now why Ian had randomly brought up classes for discussion. It did make sense she supposed. Ian did at least seem like the sensible sort, "Have you thought about what you will do after graduation? I've begun to think about it a little bit, that is the point of all these classes, right?" She was pretty sure at this point she didn't want to just go back to living on the mountain in seclusion again, but that did mean she was going to have to strike out on her own. It was a big task to take on, and one she thought she needed to start preparing for as early as possible.
"Chinese calligraphy?" Iris looked at him with honest curiosity, "What is that? I haven't heard of it before."
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Ian Malone
June 15, 2022 12:44 AM
I tend to think of adventures as dangerous things, but then I can apparently see dangers in everything by Ian Malone
Ian nodded. “He did mention hunting rabbits last year when I talked to him in class. I didn’t realize that extended to all available creatures but it doesn’t actually surprise me all that much.” After all, if they needed to hunt for food, it would make sense to want a variety of things to eat. Plus, Billy had given the Teppenpaw the impression that he was a very good hunter. Like, that was one of his natural talents. Ian was a good student, Billy was good at hunting.“Has he been successful at catching wild birds before?” The fourth year asked. Based on what Iris had just said, that they had plenty of owls around and that the Pecari had caught most creatures available, either that meant that he had not tried or he had not been successful. Which meant it might not be able to be done, given Billy’s apparent prowess at catching animals. Logically speaking, if there was an animal that lived in abundance near the Cobbs, and Billy had caught nearly every type of animal around them, probability suggested that he’d tried to catch a wild owl before.
“I’ve always wanted to be a Healer.” Ian replied. “Because of my mom’s health issues. She has an immune deficiency, although she’s on a potion that helps her now and I want to help others like her. Maybe find a potion that cures people with that type of ailment.” He probably would not have mentioned this to Iris if she hadn’t asked what he planned to do. Besides, it was possible that people already knew about his mom.’
He continued speaking. “I mean, we have magical powers and we come to school to learn how to use them and harness them. I suppose that we also learn how to use them so we can go out and use them in our careers after school. I think that that’s somewhat the purpose of the alumni coming back is, so they can tell us about their careers and show some fun ways of using things that are part of them. Although some are just showing people their hobbies. Like my mom and aunt.” They didn’t have jobs because wealthy pureblood women mostly didn’t. Also, Mom had health issues and Aunt Melanie had three newborns and two other children under seven.
“Chinese calligraphy is writing Chinese letters as an art form,”Ian replied. “I admit, I don’t know too much about them other than that, honestly. However, it’s something to do.” Something safe. Unless the ink was some sort of weird toxic thing that gave off dangerous fumes which Ian sincerely doubted. As much as he saw danger at every turn and the myriad of ways people could be harmed, he generally still had faith that most people were good and not trying to come up with ways to harm those around them and that even if they were, Ian felt like the school would not allow them to come back or would just otherwise not allow that to happen. Plus, Ian thought the guy running it had gone to school with Uncle Ryan’s sister Peyton and was a Teppenpaw .
And Ian supposed , if someone was stupid enough to drink the ink or people used the writing instruments as weapons, someone could get hurt at the Chinese calligraphy booth but that was highly unlikely. Also,the man running it or one of the Professors would likely put a stop to such behavior.
“I also highly recommend the bake sale.” Ian added. He felt he should send some business Peyton’s way.
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Iris Cobb
June 15, 2022 5:33 PM
That sounds dreadful by Iris Cobb
"That was one of his jobs back home," Iris responded. "He was good at catching small game, so he along with some of the other boys did that to make sure we all had enough food and furs and whatever else we needed from the animals." Ian's next question almost made her laugh, but she restrained herself. "He's caught pheasants, turkeys, ducks, doves, all sorts of wild birds. I don't think he's gone after any owls yet though." She sighed a bit and kept on talking despite herself, "That's some of the reason things are a little rough when we go back home. With Billy gone so much of the time now, the other boys have to take up the slack. I generally helped tend the various gardens, and that's one less person doing that now as well while I'm here." She grimaced, "They're all muggles as well, so we can't even tell them why we need to go away for schooling, why the school there isn't good enough." Winter break hadn't been to bad on that front, but that was mainly because everyone was snowed in. She wasn't really looking forward to that aspect of going home again.She listened as Ian talked about his plans for the future and why. Having a constantly sick mother seemed like a good reason to learn to be a healer. Iris gave Ian an approving smile. The idea of being a healer didn't quite Iris as something she'd like to do, however Ma made some medicinal drinks. It wasn't quite like making a potion, but at the same time she thought it wasn't terribly far off either. She was doing pretty well in potions class and herbology, some sort of potion making job might work for her future. She'd have to think about it.
"Oh?" Iris asked a bit surprised, "Writing as an art form?" That sounded a bit interesting. She'd always liked drawing and wondered if it was something like that. "That sounds like something to checked out along with the bake sale." She hoped the things at the bake sale didn't cost to much money, she didn't have a lot, and she definitely wasn't going to go into debt with Ian for a cookie. Still, as much as she loved Ma's cooking, one last thing to eat from off the mountain would be nice before heading home for the summer.
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Ian Malone
June 16, 2022 8:48 AM
It really is by Ian Malone
“Oh.” Ian replied. “Maybe you guys just never needed to catch an owl then.” Because it seemed that Billy really was pretty skilled at hunting and trapping. The Teppenpaw didn’t think he personally would ever have the stomach to actually do it, but he was rather impressed. Not that he had a weak stomach with regards to things like blood, since that was part of Healing. He just didn’t think he could bring himself to kill something. However, Ian was not stupid, he knew that meat did not just end up on his plate without something dying. Someone had to actually slaughter the animals and sometimes people actually had to catch those animals rather than just raising them on a farm.Besides,catching wild animals was not a skill that Ian felt that he would be good at. It sounded like it would just be a very…physically demanding task. Something that the tough outdoorsy adventurous type of boy that Billy was and he wasn’t was good at. He was glad that he’d never have to be that way, he simply wasn’t wired like that.
Apparently, that wasn’t the only way that Ian was lucky either. “I’m sorry that it’s difficult for you at home. I can’t imagine what that would be like to have to lie to people about why you’re away and have them resenting you for it.” He really sincerely felt bad for Iris and Billy. He couldn’t imagine going home to such a situation, to a home where you were different and people were mad at you for it. It must have been so hard for Muggleborns in general but even worse in a place where it seemed like people depended on you and blamed you for letting them down. Ian knew how much he worried about letting others down but nobody really put that pressure on him other than himself. It was completely unfair for others to put that level of responsibility on people their age and his family wouldn’t dream of doing that to him.
He noted Iris’s look of approval when he mentioned that he wanted to be a Healer and why. The Teppenpaw couldn’t help but feel pleased. Not that he thought she disapproved of him before or expected that anyone would have of someone for wanting to become a Healer but it was just always nice to feel validated. Especially by one of his peers considering that Ian always felt nerdy and awkward and wimpy, the kind of person his classmates wouldn’t notice or find interesting.
“That’s the way I understand it.” He replied. It did sound fairly interesting. “There’s a lot of..arts and crafts type things, from what I noticed. And the baked goods are definitely something to check out. You know the O’Malley twins? In fifth year?It’s their aunt who makes them and she’s amazing at baking and cooking."
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