RP: Fetch!
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tutistempus_rpgDate: 15 Feb 2002
Characters: Lavender Brown (and Duke the Crup), OPEN
Setting: Near the Command Centre
Content: PG
Status: Public : Open
"You want me to throw it again? Yes?" Lavender grinned, palming the small blue ball as Duke watched her keenly, wagging his forked tail nineteen to the dozen. "Go on, Duke. Fetch!" She laughed, standing up straight as the puppy bounded away to chase after his favourite toy. It was Lavender's new favourite, too, as she'd found it was a great way of working off some of his relentless energy without running herself ragged at the same time. Duke was always so grateful, as well, enthusiastically licking her fingers when he returned to deposit the ball at her feet.
She chose the area near the Command Centre for their playtime, sure to bring Duke here at least once a week. Settlement One had the smallest percentage of Muggles compared to any of the others, but she hoped that Duke wouldn't grow up to be aggressive towards them as some Crups could be. By bringing him out to play like this near the Command Centre, or even the market, Lavender wanted him to get used to being in the vicinity of Muggles without setting off that inborn Crup aggression towards non-magical folk.
Duke made his way back to her quite casually once he had recovered his ball, almost prancing. "Good boy," she told him as he dropped it in front of her. "You're so good at that, aren't you?" Laughing, she gave him a rewarding scratch behind the ears. "So clever."
Characters: Lavender Brown (and Duke the Crup), OPEN
Setting: Near the Command Centre
Content: PG
Status: Public : Open
"You want me to throw it again? Yes?" Lavender grinned, palming the small blue ball as Duke watched her keenly, wagging his forked tail nineteen to the dozen. "Go on, Duke. Fetch!" She laughed, standing up straight as the puppy bounded away to chase after his favourite toy. It was Lavender's new favourite, too, as she'd found it was a great way of working off some of his relentless energy without running herself ragged at the same time. Duke was always so grateful, as well, enthusiastically licking her fingers when he returned to deposit the ball at her feet.
She chose the area near the Command Centre for their playtime, sure to bring Duke here at least once a week. Settlement One had the smallest percentage of Muggles compared to any of the others, but she hoped that Duke wouldn't grow up to be aggressive towards them as some Crups could be. By bringing him out to play like this near the Command Centre, or even the market, Lavender wanted him to get used to being in the vicinity of Muggles without setting off that inborn Crup aggression towards non-magical folk.
Duke made his way back to her quite casually once he had recovered his ball, almost prancing. "Good boy," she told him as he dropped it in front of her. "You're so good at that, aren't you?" Laughing, she gave him a rewarding scratch behind the ears. "So clever."
