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hopalongcharlie (hopalongcharlie) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

He had a nasty feeling he'd hit something raw or missed his mark somehow, somewhere. Theo always seemed so...small, and not just because of his size, but because it was like he was trying to hide away into the background maybe. Another animal behaviour he recognised. Well, in that case the only thing to do was gain trust, and he didn't actually think he was doing terribly there.

"Okay, well, I'm going to clean your other foot, then I want to put on the healing salve. It probably won't get everything, but the smaller cuts should close up and it'll help keep everything clean. And then bandages," he said, even as he began to pick the cleansing potion and the cloth back up. He thought maybe he should just keep talking, maybe that would help, plus a little more speed and a little less worrying about getting his floor wet.

As he cleansed he began to talk, wand inserted behind his ear instead of in his mouth this time. "I have a cat called Echo," he said. "He's a bit of a menace at times but I actually adore him anyway. I gave him his name because when I got him as a kitten he'd follow me around every time I was at home and squeak at me every time I spoke no matter whether it was to him, or my flatmate, or just talking out loud to myself. When he was still fairly small I hadn't got all the protective spells up around the flat, or got used to renewing them to negate whatever the fucking cat effect is where they just waltz through wards sometimes, and he managed to get into my wardrobe. And what did he decide would be an excellent claw sharpening thing. Did he choose the wardrobe where the only person to see it would be me? No. No he did not the little bastard. He decided that my dress robes would be a perfect thing to tear to pieces. And then he managed to pull them down and get stuck underneath him. The tiny meows were so helpless and indignant. He pretended it had never happened and I had to borrow robes from one of my brothers when I got invited to something that required them," she said. He finished up the second foot then and brought his wand closer to check as he dabbed some last fluid from Theo's feet.

"Okay, salve next," he said, wiping his hands off and reaching for the tub. "I'd forgotten it was that colour," he said, looking down at the pastel orange salve with a frown.