Introducing Mr. and Mrs. Carpathius

Basilisk, who had hightailed it at the first hint of food to be scented in the air, didn’t realise he had left Hazel alone. Thinking she was the only one of their immediate family hovering, waiting for the ceremony to end. Too busy sneaking into the kitchens and finding the steaming, prepared food as it was being arranged to go out. He snuck around the busy wolves, and managed to look not too out of place. He snagged a roll here, and a meat stick here. Assembling a plate of food for himself with the subtlety of a wolf who was used to sneaking himself a meal.

With a full plate he snuck back to Hazel. Trying to conceal his bounty as he hissed quietly at her. ’Hazzzzel, psssst” he called, hiding behind a statue, a plate of food at his feet.


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