- Messages
- 990
- OOC First Name
- Anna
- Blood Status
- Unknown
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Homosexual
- Wand
- Straight 12 Inch Flexible Ash Wand with Phoenix Tail Feather Core
- Age
- 35
Summer in New Zealand left something to be desired for. It was no secret Archie missed the sandy beaches and glaring Australian sun when met with New Zealand's freezing climate, and it was also no secret how annoyed he grew when he realized he needed to hide behind warm clothing all year round. What Archie could only describe as an arctic breeze paired with a deceitful clear day was not summer, not in any shape or form. The fact was obvious, that spite what Archie had been told, winter was here to stay. In all his frustration towards the weather, Archie took the liberty to distract himself by writing an owl. If he couldn't feel warm no matter how hard he tried distraction in the form of a letter to his family was his one and only option. The holidays had ended as quickly as they began, so the red haired boy had too many things to say to his sister but not enough time to say them. Amity was his confidant, friend, partner in crime. She was the first person in his mind when he picked up a quill and piece of parchment to write a letter that began where their conversation left off.
letter said:Dear Amity,
You didn't tell me about the paintings.