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- OOC First Name
- Rowan
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- Mixed Blood
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- Straight 16 1/2 Inch Sturdy Cypress Wand with Erumpent Hide Core
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- 8/2045 (17)
Rāwhiti was nervous about this semester's match in a way he didn't think he ever really had been before. It was a good thing for him that Ravenclaw hadn't actually gotten to play their match about Slytherin last semester; they hadn't had a real match to warm up, whereas Rāwhiti knew his team had done a great job against Hufflepuff. On the other hand... all of that made Ravenclaw a completely unknown quantity. He had tried to sneak into the stands during a few of their practices to get a feel for how they were playing things this year, but when push came to shove he didn't have any idea what Gryffindor would be up against for the cup.
All that was to say; Rāwhiti knew his team needed to work harder than ever this term. He waited for the others to join him on the pitch, grooming the tail of his Firebolt and making cheerful conversation as the team filtered in, pleased that he felt he could properly face them this year, with a win under his belt. Once the team had assembled, he cleared his throat and spoke loudly. "Alright guys, we all know cup match is coming up. We don't know how Ravenclaw are playing things this year, so we need to be prepared for anything. We can't take it for granted that we can cruise to a win, so I'm expecting everyone's A game. Today's about honing those techniques and getting ready for the match, so try to play tactically. Chasers, practice passes and steals, and alternate which set of hoops you're going for. Teddy, I'll have you at the north hoops, Veronica to the south. Beaters, primary focus is myself and Milo. Give us hell, because you know that's what Ravenclaw will do." He said, looking around the faces in front of him with a final nod. "Alright, that's all. Let's go!" He blew the whistle around his neck and mounted his broom, kicking off to start the practice.
Gryffindor,Practice
All that was to say; Rāwhiti knew his team needed to work harder than ever this term. He waited for the others to join him on the pitch, grooming the tail of his Firebolt and making cheerful conversation as the team filtered in, pleased that he felt he could properly face them this year, with a win under his belt. Once the team had assembled, he cleared his throat and spoke loudly. "Alright guys, we all know cup match is coming up. We don't know how Ravenclaw are playing things this year, so we need to be prepared for anything. We can't take it for granted that we can cruise to a win, so I'm expecting everyone's A game. Today's about honing those techniques and getting ready for the match, so try to play tactically. Chasers, practice passes and steals, and alternate which set of hoops you're going for. Teddy, I'll have you at the north hoops, Veronica to the south. Beaters, primary focus is myself and Milo. Give us hell, because you know that's what Ravenclaw will do." He said, looking around the faces in front of him with a final nod. "Alright, that's all. Let's go!" He blew the whistle around his neck and mounted his broom, kicking off to start the practice.
Gryffindor,Practice
