Recent content by Tanith Whitlock

Tanith withdrew her hand quickly, tucking both of hers in front of her and starting to move to the tables. "Oh, I was born in Ireland but I live in New Zealand now," She chattered nervously, twisting her hands. "My whole family moved there a few years ago- well most of us- and my oldest sisters...

Tanith could tell the boy was feeling uncomfortable, and was unsure if it was her, but his stilted words seemed to say he wanted to hang out with her. "Well, let's start with some snacks, some drinks, maybe get to know each other?" She asked, brushing her fingers lightly over the back of his...

Tanith unintentionally fell in close to the boy, listening patiently as he tried to talk. Was english his second language? She'd heard about that. Somehow it made her want to hold his hand, give him her support, but she was too shy to try and reach out for it. "It is really pretty," She agreed...

Tanith tilted her head, distracted by his slow, heavy words. His accent was nice, she decided. She smiled shyly. "Hello, Magne," She spoke in turn. "My name is Tanith." She offered out her hand. "I'm sorry again for bumping into you." She apologized, giving him another shy smile. Sometimes she...

Tanith was nervous about the dance. Her semester hadn't been going as well as she'd hoped, and she was feeling overwhelmed. She bit her lip, wondering the dance and hoping she could find a friend. She accidentally bumped into someone, and she fell back, peeking up at him through her hair. "Oh my...

Name: Tanith Whitlock House: Hufflepuff

The first lessons seemed to have gone well- or at least, Tanith had hoped they had. She really hoped they had. It was mostly introductory lessons, but she'd taken notes of as much of the syllabus she could see, and read ahead with notes for each subject. She arrived a little earlier that day...

Tanith took a deep breath and did her best to try and let it go. She didn't want to fixate on it when he didn't seem to mind. So, she turned to face him with a more genuine smile, hands folded behind her back. "Fake blood is a good cover," She agreed. "My name is Tanith," She held out her hand...

Tanith smiled shyly, though the smile dropped when she saw the drink on his shirt. "Oh, dear, I'm so sorry," She apologized again, looking for some napkins or handkerchiefs or something. She looked around, chewing on her lip and taking a deep breath. She looked back up to him, peeking through...

Tanith was eager to see what the Halloween feast was about, even if she felt shy about it. Hopefully Teddy would be there. She hurried into the hall, fussing with her outfit and smoothing out her skirts again- only to knock into someone. She yelped, and stumbled back, hands shooting out to try...

Tanith Whitlock as a country girl

Tanith visibly relaxed, and gave Thomas a more sure smile. "Thanks," She murmured, and started eating. "So... where are you from?" She asked, trying to get to know him more. "Tell me about you?" She offered, already feeling better- a bit from his company, a bit from finally getting something...

Tanith was nervous for her first classes. She wanted to make a good impression, but was that arrogant? Was it really that much to believe the Professors would see her? Or pay enough attention to care? Her mind was whirling, but she did her best anyway, taking extra time to get ready. She was up...

Tanith stuck close to Thomas, smiling shyly at the older girl. She peeked over at the one beside her, unthinkingly trying to reach out for the edge of Thomas' sleeve. She followed after him, sticking close so they couldn't get seperated. "Me too, please," She added, raising a hand like she...

Tanith was running a touch behind, having been lost in a book she was reading. She realized then that she was late. She rushed down to the Great Hall, out of breath by the time she'd spotted Thomas. She hurried over to him, panting as she came up beside him. "I'm here," She gave him a breathless...