The pages of her History of Magic textbook flickered in the gleaming rays that were projected from the many torches that were lining the library walls. It wasn’t completely empty in the library, but it was certainly better that it had been during the day, so Lettie found it to be at least liveable. Her hair hung around her face like a drape, as she was fully consumed in the chapter on The Goblin Rebellions, which they were to write a two page essay on. She was just reading a paragraph on Albert Boot when she heard something scampering across the floor.
Lettie whipped her head around immediately to find the source of the noise and saw none other than her ginger tabby, Atlas. Before she could ‘coo’ at him and tell him how handsome he was, he leapt directly onto the table and dropped a vile, repugnant dead mouse on her book. Lettie shrieked, jumping out of her chair and almost falling over as she scrambled to get away from the creature.
“ATLAS, NOOOOO! BAD BOY!” she wailed at the cat’s retreating backside. It was no use, however; the tabby was gone just as suddenly as he appeared, and Lettie was stuck with a dead mouse laying on top of her textbook. This was not going as planned.
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❤ Lettie Lancaster ❤
Sta: 5 | Agi: 7 | Str: 1 | Ctrl: 6 | Arc: 6 | Acc: 5