Rose Zeller (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _rose_) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Ant was growing like a weed, but even though he at three months had grown long legs, huge paws and reached a height slightly above Rose’s knee, he was still that little squirming wiggle she had kept warm after she had found him that February morning. She had him on a leash, which at first had been a bit of a hassle, but he had gotten better. Sure, he bounced a little from time to time, but mostly he stayed almost next to her. Mostly. Sometimes. But he really didn’t pull all that much on the leash.
Honor Victis Day didn’t mean a whole lot to her. Sure, she had been trapped in the castle along with the other students and she had seen and experienced her share of punishment for breaking the rules. But when the time had come, she had been too young and before the battle had started she had been sent away to a holding place and from there shipped off to Romania. She come along today, though – her first time there – because Rolf was there with a small menagerie of animals, and as he was tending to them, she was walking around with Ant, looking at everything, looking at the people and taking in their reactions to what was going on.
And then there he was. She had heard from him quite a bit, but that just didn’t measure up to actually seeing him, and with a grin, she set off at a run – Ant happily bouncing along next to her – before she made a small jump and wrapped her arms around Eddie’s neck. “Git!” she laughed as she hugged him close. “I didn’t think I’d see you anytime soon!”