<div class="floatleft">(http://i857.photobucket.com/albums/ab136/mrbunnyhesayno/Rune_zps7a1efed1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name ::</strong>Rune Cashile<br/><strong>Location ::</strong>Outside the school<br/><strong>House ::</strong>Ravenclaw<br/><strong>Year/Titles ::</strong>5th Year<br/><strong>Date/Time ::</strong>Friday, September 2, 1988, nearly noon<br/><strong>What ::</strong>A snake! A snake! Oooh, it's a snake.<br/><strong>Tag ::</strong>Kadince, open<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><br/>He continued to regard the older girl--well, practically a woman--as the broom continued its fixed orbit. It is, in fact, a perfect loop he is flying in. Apparently not liking this, though, Mori jumps down to the ground with a mischievous sounding noise; a trilling purr. The cat approaches Kadince, and sniffs at her, and watches her with his judging eyes. If she tried to pet him, she would be allowed a single pet; any more then that, and he swats at her. He would not swat with his claws out, though, so it would not do any actual damage, would not cause any sort of pain; it would just be a message, the cat equivalent of 'hey, cut it out!'<br/><br/>"Yessss, that ssssoundssss like what ssssnakes do," Oh god, he's still doing the hissing, "Assss for me and knowledge? Rune knowssss much, tells ssssome. Rune ssseeeesss many thingssss other do not," He flashed her a grin that would make the Cheshire Cat proud.<br/><br/>"Now, don't be silly about us pretty birdies. We love our perch up there, but the world is a book itself.  You can't read much of it if you're locked up in a tower like Rapunzel." The chocolate falls from his hand, towards the girl's forehead. It also disappears, becoming invisible, because of course Rune would use that little bit of magic that loves him so much.