As soon as she saw Merlin hurtling uncomfortably through the window of her dormitory, Poppy rushed over the assist the chunky little owl. She knew Merlin was her cousin’s pride and joy, and if his weight was any indication, he didn’t seem to be easing off many of the treats. Poppy couldn’t help but smile just a touch at the thought and scooped up both Merlin and the slightly heavier than usual later that he was carrying. She deposited both on her bed and cradled the cuddly little creature as she unfolded Atticus’ response. A small confection tumbled out o the envelop and Poppy grinned to herself again. She knew she could always count on Atticus to make her smile. His letter only added to the sentiment and she felt better as she scribbled back a quick reply. Then, popping the sweet into her mouth and letting the sugar drive away all her anxieties, Poppy handed Merlin her response. She settled his plumes a bit from where he’d run into her wall, and then tied - loosely - a little red ribbon around his neck. For style.
Dearest Atticus,
Thank you, darling cousin, for always believing the best of me, even if I don't deserve it. I look forward to our meeting, eagerly.
much love,
Poppy
Poppy
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