@moonbxam Hagrid had told him after their lunch to go to the forbidden forest and seek out a certain centaur to meet. It wasn’t an out of the ordinary request, and he waited until he was pretty sure everyone had gone back to class. After what seemed like a century of speaking mermish back and forth the centaur turned to gallop further into the forest with his information. The negotiations weren’t going good. In fact the centaurs wanted to attack Hogwarts. They wanted to show the wizarding world why they were beasts. Perhaps that’s really why Dumbledore took him into the school. Could he have known hat the direction of peace was about to go sour? Plunk leans against a tree, tilting his neck sideways to air out the gills on the side of his neck. Using his fingers to dislodge the Pallister strands from their prison. He flinches and curses as he finally untangles the last drop. Just when he’s about to leave his spot neat the tree he sees a familiar boy coming towards him. His lips pull up into a smirk, and covers the side of his neck with his hand. He leans against the tree once more, so he doesn’t tower completely over Remus. ”Remoos. You like the nature woods too?”