 Swedishfish Girl! ❄ Page-Turning Seamstress ❄ Jess's Soul Sister! Sweetest Swede!
"It’s just a bit longer, hang on Elena," Cole reassured his cat as he sprinted over the grounds from the castle with his sick cat in his arms. It was on a sunday morning after breakfast and luckily he didn’t have any lessons he needed to go to and considering his deep worry for his cats health, that had worsened over the last couple of days, he would have skipped them if had had any, no questions asked. Elena came first. Cole loved her, she had quickly taken a place in his heart, and he wasn’t going to lose her too like he had done his rats. Professor Williamson had to help him there was no other option.
Making a screeching halt outside the hut Cole raised one had to knock on the door three times. Looking down at his cat he murmured as he gave her a careful scratch between the ears. "If he isn’t in, we won’t leave until he comes."
Elena was not content in her hoomans arms. She wanted to barf up everything she had eaten today, which in fact wasn’t a lot but she hadn't showed her hooman that. Food didn’t interest her anymore. She just wanted to sleep.
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