Falon Urie
Warrior | Gryffindor | Falmouth Falcon Beater
- Messages
- 160
- OOC First Name
- Donna
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Wand
- Knotted 9 1/2 Inch Sturdy Ash Wand with Hippogriff Feather Core
- Age
- 12/2027
Falon Urie had turned up to the Feast, already in a bad mood. It was her first Halloween, and her brother - her twin brother - had ditched her. Sure, yeah, they were supposed to make friends, but she couldn't believe that her twin had gone with Lyra. Falon liked Lyra, and didn't care that she was best friends with Felix, but this was Halloween! And she had no one to go with. She almost didn't go. But she managed to think up a costume that fit her mood perfectly.
Clutching her fake sword to her side, Falon the Warrior stormed into the Hall. Now that she was here, she didn't know what to do. She huffed, before heading over to get herself a drink. Turning around, Falon had a sip before her eyes landed on a certain Ravenclaw boy that she had a bone to pick with. A smirk grew on her face and she charged her way towards him, before smacking his arm softly to get his attention. "Hey. Jerk." Falon exclaimed, waiting for Silus to turn around so she could pour her drink on him.
Clutching her fake sword to her side, Falon the Warrior stormed into the Hall. Now that she was here, she didn't know what to do. She huffed, before heading over to get herself a drink. Turning around, Falon had a sip before her eyes landed on a certain Ravenclaw boy that she had a bone to pick with. A smirk grew on her face and she charged her way towards him, before smacking his arm softly to get his attention. "Hey. Jerk." Falon exclaimed, waiting for Silus to turn around so she could pour her drink on him.