POST NUMBER: 666 if that isn't foreboding I don't know what is.
The young ravenclaw had been doing homework when the idea suddenly popped into his head that he wanted to fly. More specifically, fly on a hippogriff. So he walked into the stables, picked out a darkish, large specimen with especially large talons that he thought looked pretty cool and bowed to it. It didn't bow back, so Kaegen bowed again, lower this time. It took him 5 more times and the bribe of a dead rabbit, but eventually the beast came out, however begrudgingly. Luckily for Kaegen he had been cleaning out the stalls and feeding the hippogriffs the past few days and was on better terms than most. Still not good terms, but at least not bad. He stopped, prompting the hippogriff to stop next to him. There was a sort of lift off pad that he had cobbled together for more or less no reason. It was a flat rock with a half empty glass of water and a large coil of rope and it was there the two of them had stopped. Bowing once more, the boy slipped onto the back of the creature and looked ahead. He had no idea what riding a hippogriff was going to be like, but it looked like it was going to be interesting. Extremely interesting. The creatures breaths made it's back rise and fall taking Kaegen with it. The motion sent a tingle down his spine as he slowly became more and more aware of what this creature could do. It could snap him in two like a matchstick if it wanted, but more importantly it could snap other things in two. Assuming it wanted to, which was the current problem. The hippogriff was playing with the rope with it's beak and talons, eventually grabbing on to a section of it and flinging the rest of the coil away with its beak, unraveling it. It then turned to look at Kaegen. It had been bored before, playing with some rope that it was holding on to because it didn't have a reason to let go, but the beast now saw an opportunity to have some fun. And as its eyes glinted with the mischievous realization, Kaegen knew what was about to happen. Creatures were much easier to read then people were. But knowing what was going to happen was not the same as being ready for it, as the creature spread it's wings and took off, low to the ground as fast as it could go. Kaegen's eyes shot open wide, then squinted almost shut as the shock and rush of wind followed each other in succession. His little hands gripped the feathers around it's neck until his knuckles showed bright white, contrasting the dark feather like two blots of white ink on a black piece of paper. He was terrified, powerless and wondering desperately how much it would hurt if he jumped, the rope beginning to trail behind.
Last edited by Serena Towers on 7th May 2018, 11:13 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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