Recent content by Light Zhefarovich

Light mounted his broom and snatched the quaffle as soon as it was released. He flew toward the hoops.

Light went to the goals and hurled the ball. He smirked as he managed to score for his team.

Once the quaffle was sent back out into play, Light grabbed it and shared to the other end of the pitch.

Light shook his head when their chaser did not manage to get past the keeper.

Light followed after the Ilvermorny chaser who had the quaffle.

Light went up to the goals and hurled the quaffle. He smirked as he saw the ball fly threw the hoop.

Light sighed as the chaser missed, but he swooped in and grabbed the quaffle to head toward the other hoops.

Light Zhefarovich was not sure why he chose someone else as a co-captain. Out of those that were present on the team, he just pulled a name out of a hat and there it was. Celeste. That was a good way to pick them, right? Light stood with his co-captain as she addressed the students that were...

Light followed behind the Ilvermorny chaser, looking for a moment to steal.

Light went to the goals and attempted his shot, and sneered to himself when it was blocked.

At least the keeper blocked this shot. He caught the quaffle and soared in the other direction.

Light Zhefarovich could not have imagined that he would have been here in the states again, but now as a Quidditch Captain. He looked over his team, and decided to give a small speech. A very small speech. "Just because we are doing well before, doesn't mean that this will be easy. So, win it...

Light went up to the goals once more, and tossed the quaffle, but it was blocked.

Light caught the quaffle as it went back into play, and flew off to turn and make another shot, if possible.

Light made it to the hoops and threw the quaffle. He smirked as it sailed through the hoop.