~ Baby Roach Drabbles ~

"Hay for Ciri," Baby Roach said, pushing a handful of hay into Ciri's face.

Ciri frowned and moved away.

"I don't eat hay. I'm not a horse."

At this pronouncement, Baby Roach reached out to pat the princess on the head.

"Aww, poor Ciri."

Ciri's frown deepened as she ducked away from Baby Roach's hand once more.

Baby Roach turned into a horse and lowered her head to take a bite of the small pile of hay that she had tried to feed to Ciri. She made happy horse noises as she crunched and munched the hay.

Ciri was not amused.

As soon as Geralt returned to the stable, she pointed to Baby Roach and told him, "She turned into a horse and she's eating hay!"

Geralt looked at Baby Roach, then back at Ciri, then back at Baby Roach, then back at Ciri. He saw nothing out of the ordinary with Baby Roach's behavior.

"Yeah," he said finally. "She does that."

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