- Messages
- 90
- OOC First Name
- Rowan
- Blood Status
- Unknown
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- Pansexual
- Wand
- Curved 9 Inch Swishy Dogwood Wand with Phoenix Tail Feather Core
- Age
- 2/2046 (16)
It had been years now since Felix started Hogwarts and left her all alone at home, and Thistle still hadn't gotten used to it. Growing up in the hustle-bustle of a house chock full of siblings and watching them all move away one by one had left a quiet ache in her, desperately missing her brothers and sister while they were away at Hogwarts year after year. She lived for the holidays twice a year, when the house felt like home again - the chaos of Sawyer and Felix, Theia's quiet grumbling, it made life feel normal again.
There were downsides of having so many people at home though - the bathroom was a mess of different products, and Thistle had given up trying to find her own things in the mess, just washing her hair with whichever shampoo was nearest - Sawyer's, judging by the strong smell. It wasn't until she was lathering that Thistle noticed the strange colour of the bubbles. Green - her hair was full of green froth, and she was pretty sure it wasn't something this shampoo didn't usually do. Some kind of haircare potion Sawyer had added, perhaps. It wasn't until Thistle looked in the mirror after getting dressed that she realised what had happened. Running her fingers through the result a few times, Thistle found she didn't actually mind. In fact, the bright green that had replaced her dark-blonde hair looked quite fun. Still, this reeked of Felix, and as fun as their prank war was Thistle knew Sawyer would likely be Actually Upset by this one. So she wandered out to the living room where her brothers were hanging out, unable to quite keep the grin off her face as she spoke. "Hey Sawyer, there's something wrong with your shampoo."
There were downsides of having so many people at home though - the bathroom was a mess of different products, and Thistle had given up trying to find her own things in the mess, just washing her hair with whichever shampoo was nearest - Sawyer's, judging by the strong smell. It wasn't until she was lathering that Thistle noticed the strange colour of the bubbles. Green - her hair was full of green froth, and she was pretty sure it wasn't something this shampoo didn't usually do. Some kind of haircare potion Sawyer had added, perhaps. It wasn't until Thistle looked in the mirror after getting dressed that she realised what had happened. Running her fingers through the result a few times, Thistle found she didn't actually mind. In fact, the bright green that had replaced her dark-blonde hair looked quite fun. Still, this reeked of Felix, and as fun as their prank war was Thistle knew Sawyer would likely be Actually Upset by this one. So she wandered out to the living room where her brothers were hanging out, unable to quite keep the grin off her face as she spoke. "Hey Sawyer, there's something wrong with your shampoo."