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Current Four years, such a long time. But after figuring out my life, and dealing with too much shit to count, I’m ready to start again!
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When I get into a series there is very little else that I do during that time haha. Thankfully, I can read most books in a day haha.

Haha alright, sounds good. @Arista
Name: Ashton Rycor
Age: 15
Gender: male
Looks: He prefers to have his hair and eyes be a light blue color.
Blood: half blood
House: Gryffindor is preferred
Wand: Ash, ten in a half inches, dragon claw
Pet:

Other: He is a metamorphmagus, and as such can change his appearance at will.
I would also be willing to do an Ares character, I have him fleshed out rather well already, I use him for most of the Percy Jackson role plays I'm in. @Knight of Doom
Here is my Character sheet! Hope it's alright. If it is alright, my vote will be

Name: Ashton Rycor
Age: 15
Gender: male
Looks: He prefers to have his hair and eyes be a light blue color.
Blood: half blood
House: Gryffindor is preferred
Wand: Ash, ten in a half inches, dragon claw
Pet:

Other: He is a metamorphmagus, and as such can change his appearance at will.

@RavenTLark
Very irritating. And I finished the series, so I'll actually be replying regularly now and not be in a completely different world reading now and actually reply haha. @Arista
He watched her finish cover herself in her power, resting his head down on the bed next to her. He then gently jumped back up onto the bed, fitting himself between the wall and her. He rested his head down on his paws, gazing at her. He just had to wait, and be there for her during this. He leaned slightly up against her, but careful not to do so too hard. He listened to the soft pelting of the snow against the glass, ears perked.

He frowned slightly as James voice entered his head, ears twitching slightly in reaction as if expecting to hear something. He considered his words, frowning still. He had never attempted to try anything like this before, mostly due to not having anything in the first place. He then replied to James, I'll try it. His mind drifted to Enna as something he could protect and care for, she also being the thing that calms him down the fastest. It sounded easy, so there was no harm in trying. He closed his eyes, what would be his eyebrows drawing together as he concentrated, struggling to block out the other thoughts that invaded his brain. After a struggle, he managed to break past the barrier in his mind, the barrier that is what prevents him from shifting back into his human form. He took a deep breath then allowed himself to shift, grunting slightly at the rush of energy where his body reformed itself into the shape of a human. He let out a pant, resting his head down, the typical feeling of exhaustion taking over his body. He laid still for a little before letting out a slow breath, lifting up his head again. He sent a second though to James, I managed to get it to work.
@Arista
That's frustrating. I was so close to finishing my post then I fell asleep and my phone died and I lost it. Ugh. @Arista
@RavenTLark Would it be alright if I played a metamorphmagus?
Adrian nuzzled her head, softly purring in her ear, resting his head down beside her. Wondering if this would work, he tenderly sent a thought to her, you are safe, Enna, I won't let anything happen to you, you are safe. He hoped his presence in her mind wouldn't freak her out, while he knew she wouldn't reply, he hoped it would provide her comfort. He could feel and hear her breathing stop, and it concerned him, so he did what he could.

He held her gently, refusing to leave her side. The blasts of cold has shivers running down his spine, but he pushed it from his mind and refused to let it biter him. She needed him near her, so he needed to get over his aversion to cold. He felt the rapid shifts, loosening his hold more so, allowing her to move freely while still keeping her from falling. He felt the casing begin to form, and with hesitation, pulled away, willing to allow it to form before he took his place again. Before it completely did, he allowed his rough tongue to run over her hand, compelled to do so in some form of comfort. @Arista
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