- Messages
- 190
- Blood Status
- Unknown
- Relationship Status
- Too Young to Care
- Wand
- Curved 15 Inch Rigid Oak Wand with Meteorite Dust Core
- Age
- 07/2051 (16)
Pixie had put on a pretty dress and put a nice fake crown on her head and come to the halloween celebration. She like witch things and halloween was bound to be something she was supposed to love, she just didn't go to the celebration because it was always so busy. Pixie never liked crowds, she could manage them, but they were daunting and easily overwhelming, but she wanted to at least see what things were on offer at such a celebration. She wanted spooks and she wanted to be dressed as a princess while looking at a spooky room. Pixie didn't want to be a dark witch, but she just like the old movie witches with old houses in forests doing their own things away from everyone else. That was what she wanted. Pixie however was immediately regretting her decision, her back was to a wall, not far from the entrance to the hall and she was unable to get herself to move into the crowd. it was just....too much....she wanted to stick it out a bit, but knew she wouldn't last long.