Morcant & Atticus. - Blog Posts

Morcant didn't consider himself someone particularly cruel, especially considering some of the people he knew. However, he did have a little bit of a... Twisted sense of humor. How could one blame him, honestly, when the opportunity presented itself right in front of him?

"Well, that's unfortunate. I do believe kneazles eat toads, and Odin has a very peculiar palate." Morcant replied, raising the corner of his lips into a discrete smile. Odin was his familiar, a loyal and stern black kneazle that was trained to accompany him during missions. The beast in question eyed him with an impatient look, as if he was saying 'Are you serious? I have a better taste than that'.

Of course, the Diggory didn't have to know that...

where: samhain festival, hogsmeade when: evening with: open

"I don't suppose you've seen a loose toad hopping around here, have you?" Atticus asks with a sigh, straightening up from the stall he'd been peering under, "One of the choir girls has lost hers, and she's quite upset. He's about so-big, particularly lumpy, answers to the name Kenneth?"