 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Oh look.
There was a kneazle brushing on her leg. Claudine was royally startled to feel the furry thing rubbing against her and nearly kicked out her foot in a panic. Thank Merlin she was able to get a grip on herself as her brain had put two and two together quite quickly. If she hadn’t… well, the poor kneazle might have been injured. The girl leaned down to scratch it behind the ear. Yes, most of her attention was on this fur baby right now but some was still reserved for Nem.
But now that it was time for the lesson to start, the girl still didn’t straighten up. She was still showering the kneazle with affection. Who said she also couldn’t pay attention to the lesson? Which was why she raised her hand after a moment. Yes, Claudine did straighten now.
“Claudine Blaze.’’ Surely by now it was obvious she was in no possession of her own kneazle or cat? “When cats have an upset stomach, it can be remedied by feeding it small strips of bland boiled chicken; so I’ve heard.” |