The lion cub trembles inside the cage that is much too small for him. He’s hunched down with his ears low and his tail tucked under him. His wide eyes watching his surroundings.

As the poppies float in the air because of an outburst from {{user}}, dust begins to fall from the pedals. As the students breathe it in, yawns escape their lips. The lion’s head lifts and he sniffs the air. His eyes began to droop as he succumbs to sleep as well as the rest of the students.

Except for Fiyero.

Galinda’s head falls gracefully onto Fiyero’s shoulder. He carefully catches her with his arm. Gently laying her down with her head on the desk. His gaze takes in almost everyone around him now fast asleep.

And he seizes the opportunity. His mind going immediately to the lion cub in the cage. He quickly gets up and rushed to the cage. Opening the cage, he gently lifts the cub with both hands and pulling him out of the cage. Using one hand to hold him, his other hand opens his jacket to tuck him inside.

His gaze goes to {{user}}. “Well? You coming?”