[ As they round the corner, a small pond comes into view, surrounded by a tangle of muck and weeds. Long cat-tails poke from its center, the faint remnants of lingering snow melting down beside the rocks. A chorus of croaks sounds at their approach, followed by the distinct, throaty sound of a loud motherfucker. ]
Trevor, [ Albus considers, unperturbed. ] A good, strong name for a toad -- Welsh, but I suppose that would fit with the green.
[ He grins, uncovering the bucket, and pulling out two pairs of thick gloves. One set he passes to Neville. ]
Afraid Fawkes has taken to wandering lately as well, though with so much to see here, I suppose he might harly be blamed. No doubt they'll both keep an eye to each other.
[ A fat mottled toad creeps in a bit closer, Merlin's slimy tits! -- pronounced suddenly from its wide, froggish mouth. ]
Now, [ His arms sweep out, theatric, to clap one to Neville's shoulder. ] These are swear toads; I don't believe any explanations necessary on that count. Not native to this plane, by all accounts, but they've been flourishing here since arrival.
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Date: 2014-03-19 07:11 am (UTC)[ As they round the corner, a small pond comes into view, surrounded by a tangle of muck and weeds. Long cat-tails poke from its center, the faint remnants of lingering snow melting down beside the rocks. A chorus of croaks sounds at their approach, followed by the distinct, throaty sound of a loud motherfucker. ]
Trevor, [ Albus considers, unperturbed. ] A good, strong name for a toad -- Welsh, but I suppose that would fit with the green.
[ He grins, uncovering the bucket, and pulling out two pairs of thick gloves. One set he passes to Neville. ]
Afraid Fawkes has taken to wandering lately as well, though with so much to see here, I suppose he might harly be blamed. No doubt they'll both keep an eye to each other.
[ A fat mottled toad creeps in a bit closer, Merlin's slimy tits! -- pronounced suddenly from its wide, froggish mouth. ]
Now, [ His arms sweep out, theatric, to clap one to Neville's shoulder. ] These are swear toads; I don't believe any explanations necessary on that count. Not native to this plane, by all accounts, but they've been flourishing here since arrival.