Recent content by Brynn Brightsong

Brynn listened to her new friend talking, munching on her breakfast as quietly as she could. "I've never been there," She admitted. "Do you like it? What's it like?" She questioned, curious to know more about the girl. She wasn't quite sure what to picture about the places Christa talked about...

Brynn raised a brow, a gentle smile on her face. "The more you protest, Miro, the less I believe you." She teased gently. "We may not be best friends, I'll give you that, but we're friends. You're just too stubborn to accept it."

Brynn raised a brow, leaning against a nearby desk. "Nah," She offered. "You keep it. It was a gift." She smiled easily. "Toss it in the lake if you want, but I'm not taking it back." She was fairly certain he was just trying to brush her off again, but she wasn't going to let him get away with...

Brynn was just walking, no particular plan on where she was heading but just wanting to see where her feet took her. She stopped when she heard someone say her name. She turned, brows raising as an arrow was levitating towards her. "Oh, um, hello?" She greeted, a little taken off guard. She...

Brynn was startled when someone grabbed her. She shouldn't have been- she smiled as Miro dragged her away. He was so silly. Once they were alone, she crossed her arms behind her back, more relaxed with him than she'd been before. "Hi, Miro," She greeted. "We are allowed to hang out in public...

Brynn was happy to go to the dance alone. She'd dressed in something cute, brushing out her hair and carefully styling it, tryig to make it look casual. She hummed to herself as she walked to the dance, fidgeting with the hem of her skirts nervously. She wasn't the most comfortable with crowds...

Brynn giggled, leaning against an empty desk nearby. "Or you just cause so much trouble you tend to sweep people up no matter where they are," She gave him an easy smile. "I wasn't expecting to see you again, though. Maybe it's a lucky twist of fate?" She offered. She reached into her pocket and...

Brynn shook her head at his question. "I am not," She told him. "You aren't either?" She asked, sitting across from him. "In my experience, food makes almost everything better." She giggled a little shyly.

Brynn jumped a little at the voice, turning to see Logan. She smiled, accepting the cake he offered. "Hi Logan! Thanks." She looked around. "Should we sit down to eat?" She asked, already starting to walk over towards the closest table.

Brynn was excited to go to her first Yule Ball. She was dressed in what she thought was a really cute outfit. She walked down to the Great Hall, looking around excitedly at all of the decorations. Once the headmaster had finished speaking, she was quick to walk over to the snacks table, humming...

Brynn giggled a little shyly as her tie was adjusted, using both hands to brush her own hair back, tucking it behind her ears. She wasn't used to people getting in her space, but she had basically asked for it. She gave the girl a slightly nervous smile. "I don't mind the robes so much, but I...

Brynn was a little surprised to find herself being pulled into the room again, just going along with it. She was curious as to what was happening, and studied the boy as she stepped back. He quieted her. She soon found out why, as angry voices hurried down the hall past them. She smiled a...

Brynn was exploring, just enjoying herself and delighting in the little things she found. She'd just finished exploring the abandoned classroom (she'd found a nice little hole in the wall that was just hidden away enough that you could keep little trinkets there.) and she was debating making it...

Brynn smiled, shaking her hand. "Nice to meet you, Christa," She offered, thinking it was a really pretty name. She nodded along to the girls words. "I'm still not good at the robes," She confided, before trying to peek at her own tie. "Is my tie knot crooked again?" She asked. "Who decided ties...

Brynn didn't really care for the pure... chaos that mealtimes felt like. She lingered a little longer in dorms, finding her way to meals a bit later than most of her fellow classmates. She liked to think that at least some of the others had already eaten and left. She'd just made it there and...