Rolf Scamander (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} outofthewild) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Rolf was using the fete as an excuse to trot out a bunch of his most amiable animals and a few others. A mini petting zoo existed with a couple of volunteers over to one side, animals he'd borrowed or even had up for adoption, not just cats and dogs either. And then he had a few of those, and he had a few that had tricks doing them every so often especially for the kids.
It meant he didn't have much time to explore, since he didn't want anyone responsible for the animals who he didn't absolutely trust, but that was all right. Already he'd made a couple of adoptions and lined up a couple of appointments for more potential ones.
He currently had a kitten on his head and a dog on a leash off to one side watching his hand avidly for the next treat he might dole out for a trick, but he was resting. And, well, figuring out how to get the kitten off his head.