- Messages
- 35
- OOC First Name
- Liam
- Blood Status
- Unknown
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Cypress 15 1/3 Essence of Belladonna
- Age
- 15 (12/31/2035)
Heliana Le Fey inhaled deeply with closed eyes and a smile as she felt the soft caress of the sun against her skin, sending an energetic feeling through her body. Lounged about in a hammock along with her one-eyed cat Teuta, she was enjoying her oatmeal at the front porch of her grandmother’s cottage at Picton, New Zealand.
The girl preferred this place over their residence in Great Britain and she was always cheering up when she was at her grandmother’s cottage. Specifically this wooden framed porch, brilliantly white with new paint, each side lined with geraniums in pinks and reds, was her favorite spot to relax. She could feel the subtle continuous vibratory sound of Teuta’s purring. The cat was lying on its back next to her, exposing its white belly to the human’s much welcome petting. Heliana was planning to spend some time there, doing nothing while today she hadn’t any classes with her mother or grandmother. She was considering maybe taking a walk at the nearby woods to gather some mushrooms and herbs for potion-making. She enjoyed that.
However, he plan of endless relaxation was up to an abrupt end as a winged shadow swooped over her head and two identical envelopes landed on her stretched legs. She glanced at the unexpected visitor, a barred-owl now perched on the wooden railing of the porch. For a moment she thought it was her grandmother’s mail but a closer look at the recipient and she recognized her name and Selene's on the second one. The familiar badge on the red wax seal made the girl hold her breath. She tore apart the envelope with her own name and unfolded quickly the parchment inside. Her grey eyes gleamed even more with excitement as they were shifting vigorously through the green lines of the letter. She jumped on her feet, dropping her bowl on the floor, leaving behind her a swinging hammock and her cat which seized the opportunity to finish the spilled oatmeal on the floor.
She almost stumbled on the rug at the door as she rushed barefoot inside the house with both letters in her hand and her face beaming with excitement. Her long hair were in a bun a few moments ago, now a mess of overhanging blonde tufts as she was climbing the staircase, two stairs at a time. When she reached the door of the bedroom she was sharing with her twin, she stopped to catch her breath. Despite her hardly contained enthusiasm, she managed to knock the bedroom's door and waited first for a response. Selene had a sleepless night once more and maybe she had managed to get some sleep now.
The girl preferred this place over their residence in Great Britain and she was always cheering up when she was at her grandmother’s cottage. Specifically this wooden framed porch, brilliantly white with new paint, each side lined with geraniums in pinks and reds, was her favorite spot to relax. She could feel the subtle continuous vibratory sound of Teuta’s purring. The cat was lying on its back next to her, exposing its white belly to the human’s much welcome petting. Heliana was planning to spend some time there, doing nothing while today she hadn’t any classes with her mother or grandmother. She was considering maybe taking a walk at the nearby woods to gather some mushrooms and herbs for potion-making. She enjoyed that.
However, he plan of endless relaxation was up to an abrupt end as a winged shadow swooped over her head and two identical envelopes landed on her stretched legs. She glanced at the unexpected visitor, a barred-owl now perched on the wooden railing of the porch. For a moment she thought it was her grandmother’s mail but a closer look at the recipient and she recognized her name and Selene's on the second one. The familiar badge on the red wax seal made the girl hold her breath. She tore apart the envelope with her own name and unfolded quickly the parchment inside. Her grey eyes gleamed even more with excitement as they were shifting vigorously through the green lines of the letter. She jumped on her feet, dropping her bowl on the floor, leaving behind her a swinging hammock and her cat which seized the opportunity to finish the spilled oatmeal on the floor.
She almost stumbled on the rug at the door as she rushed barefoot inside the house with both letters in her hand and her face beaming with excitement. Her long hair were in a bun a few moments ago, now a mess of overhanging blonde tufts as she was climbing the staircase, two stairs at a time. When she reached the door of the bedroom she was sharing with her twin, she stopped to catch her breath. Despite her hardly contained enthusiasm, she managed to knock the bedroom's door and waited first for a response. Selene had a sleepless night once more and maybe she had managed to get some sleep now.