the sorting hat

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Cas drew in his breath, gasping as Eilidh's pale form darted suddenly at him, bowling him over. growling lowly, he swiped at her shoulder with a lanky forepaw. he would not admit that she had scared him; instead he flashed his teeth in a welcoming grin. "you came!" the boy exclaimed excitedly in a stage whisper, gathering himself back to his paws. peering about them in the darkness, he bumped her with his shoulder. "ready to explore, Eeeee-laaay?" he chortled, drawing out the syllables of her name.

pressing forward, the boy checked to see that she followed. too delighted to scent for danger as he had been taught, he gave a small chuckle to himself, quite unaware that potential injury lurked just ahead in the darkness.