- Messages
- 42
- OOC First Name
- Cole
- Age
- 9/2032
"Come on! Let's go!" Troye tugged on the arm of her babysitter. She was just going to a park, she wasn't even sure why she needed a baby sitter. It was a play date after all, how much trouble could two wand-less children get into? The pink headed child used one hand to tug at the arm still, the other holding her braid to the side of her head. Isla had insisted on braiding it before she went out, but Troye liked it better left down. Already she'd tried to pull her hair tie out twice now, only to have it slipped back in and to be reprimanded. She'd whine a bit, but silence herself as soon as he mentioned taking her home.
Troye wasn't even sure who she was here to become friends with. She was sure knowing Isla that it was a pureblood. She wondered if it was a boy or a girl, would they like cats? Troye loved them after all - her shirt portrayed that with the galaxy print and the small furry kittens on it. Her leggings would be cats as well, but she was told that leggings with cats on them were not appropriate for a play date. Why that was, the young girl would never understand. Finally after immense tugging, they arrived at the park. Not the babysitter would fin her new playmate, and Troye would have the chance to make friends. She really just hope they liked cats.
Troye wasn't even sure who she was here to become friends with. She was sure knowing Isla that it was a pureblood. She wondered if it was a boy or a girl, would they like cats? Troye loved them after all - her shirt portrayed that with the galaxy print and the small furry kittens on it. Her leggings would be cats as well, but she was told that leggings with cats on them were not appropriate for a play date. Why that was, the young girl would never understand. Finally after immense tugging, they arrived at the park. Not the babysitter would fin her new playmate, and Troye would have the chance to make friends. She really just hope they liked cats.