and a hundred cats were gathered by the rising of the moon

[whip_of_thorns]

[Sits at a table with books lined up in neat columns.  A dusty tome on spirits and demons is opened to the chapter on "Exorcisms;" reads it intently, jotting down short notes every once in a while.  Lifts the book up without effort as a cat-child careens into the table, following the bit of catnip thrown over him by Peeves.  Lays text back down as

Comments

[lavi_flavored]

Ah, don't worry about it~ It'll pass soon enough. I think.

[whip_of_thorns]

Yes; periods of madness such as these usually do not last for more than a week...

[lavi_flavored]

Though in the unusal case, we'll be freakin cats for the rest of our lives!! *dramatic cry*

[whip_of_thorns]

[perfidious_son]

...only some days?

[whip_of_thorns]

Considering how regularly this institution dissolves into hysteria, it would be tiring, as well as futile, to aggrieve myself more often.

[perfidious_son]

It's best to put it from your mind.

And carry around antidotes for the major disasters that may happen.

[whip_of_thorns]

So it seems; these enchantments constantly come and go, evidently without harmful effects. Of course, one should never let one's guard down entirely.

Yes; I try to be prepared for whatever may come.

[proudgreenauror]

People keep saying that.....

[whip_of_thorns]

I think it's justifiable.