Hakara

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Verlin stopped her ravenous eating to making conversation with Isaak, "I think I want to do transfiguration club, or dueling club. Or both if I don;t make the team." She moved onto desert, but found herself getting sickeningly full, and only took a couple nibbles. She sat there for a minute, and looked around the hall for people she might want to make friends with. Unlike most Slytherin's she wasn't stuck in the confines of her house for friends, and stuff either. She made it a point this year to be more social so she didn't get left behind in the throng of Hogwarts. She heard the announcement for the end of feast, and pushed her plate away with a yawn. She stretched, and suddenly felt insanely tired.

She picked Ester up from underneath the table and cradled her like a baby. Ester looked up into her face offering no protest, but a glare only a cat was capable of. That glare that said they had just suffered a great indignity. "Don't look at me in that tone." She commanded of her cat in a sassy voice, She followed her fellow classmates, down to the dungeons.

~Complaint List~ I'm very serious!

Don't judge me! *looks around in shame*

Black Blood- Wolf RP

Amaya tried calming herself down, and fell into an uneasy sleep in the cave. She could hear a water trickle above her, and it soon woke her up. She padded outside the cave, but was still looking around with that 1,000 mile stare. She didn't know exactly what happened, or who her pack was, but she was pretty sure they were dead. Her mind tried to reason with her that they weren't but addressed the ground and muttered to her feet. "They are dead....all dead..."

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transfiguration club

Black Blood- Wolf RP

Amaya's head goes from both the male wolves to the other. She yips in fear for a minute. Most of the fear however was targeted towards Dymeh. She reverts her attention to Ashley, and whispers "No...but I think something bad...." Her eyes get that glazed over look, and she seems not all there for two seconds. She can remember the smell of smoke, and wolves panicking around her, and someone muttering something about betrayal. She closes her eyes, and starts crying. Trying to make the flashes of red go away in her vision. "Red too much red. Lots of red....." She lets out a long suffering howl. She feels herself wanting to drift out of consciousness, and tries to fight it the best she can. Her post traumatic stress moment slowly fading away.

~Complaint List~ I'm very serious!

back, hip, and what not pain

never got my letter to Hogwarts

All the characters I love die

I too am pissed there was no Tom Bombadil

Joffery is a little shit
My childhood died with the last harry potter book.

They seem to think all plus sized women need stretchy waist pants to anticipate our growing fat

the new beanie babies suck

Store mannequins are creepy

I can't sleep at reasonable hours

Waiting on new Black Butler

I want a kitten but my roomies dog is mean.

My boss smells weird

My closet looks creepy at night

I have no ice cream

I want gas station hot dogs

Glee is starting to suck

I can't have fictional character's

Sparkle pires suck

my mp3 player died

The last howls

There is technology but people are fighting over guns and stuff. Pretty survival focused

Fields of Blood ~ Anime Samurai RP

Appearance
Name Leta Thorn
Age 23
Class rogue samurai with some demon blood
Power(s) good swordsmanship
can transform into an anthro wolf
black flame around her blades
Weakness her anthro transformation has a 30 minute time limit
she has ptsd
Background Her great grandmother was a wolf demon and her family all carries it in their genetics. They keep it a hidden secret to ellude demon hunters, but Leta is comfortable with her wolf form. Her village was set on fire. Her father went to war and her mother died so at the age of 14 she set off by herself. She is a loner by nature, but helps people when she can.
Fun Fact Though she is a wolf demon she has a weakness for kittens.

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Sorry guys it was my birthday yesterday

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'Fainting people, and auror. Do wonders never cease.' "I think this is going to be an interesting school year Isaak." She watched the first years be sorted, as Ester ran back and forth under her feet. She would enter a play crouch, and attempt to pin the Ferret gently. She stopped her contemplation of the school year, and wagged her transfigured tail excitedly at the prospect of food. She started singing softly "Foooood oooooh glorioooous fooood." She had heard that song on some muggle movie. On her summer breaks she lived more as a muggle than a witch for her mother's sake. The muggle charade also saved her from answering her mother's ten million questions about magic.

She looked down at all the food, and began grabbing at it in a most unseemly way. She tore into chicken, she moved onto the potatoes with gusto. The only thing that could make her seem more wolf like at the moment would be snarling, and not using silverware. If Hermione Weasely saw her I am sure she would be reminded of her husband. Verlin somehow doubted she were looking at this table. She figured the headmistress probably felt ill about Slytherin's like everyone else.