Ariah Zhefarovich
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- OOC First Name
- Jessye
- Wand
- Poculi Wand 14 1/8" Essence of Sphinx Remains
- Age
- 8/2011
Ariah sat cross-legged on the ground, picking up random good smelling flowers that were growing from random paces in the ground and putting them into her free hand with ease. She knew she should actually be inside doing homework, but being inside always bugged her so she decided spending some time outside before she went inside to either do that dreaded homework or take a nap would be really nice. "If only there were prettier flowers around here." She mused her herself, she really liked Lavender and Purple Lilacs but hadn't seen any around here so she was forced to deal with this less cute little orange flowers. At least they smelled nice enough for her to place in her dorm room and scent the air with the outside for a little while, sometimes Ariah was just tempted to get a tent and live outside in the wild like Tarzan, she was sure she could handle it for at least a few days.
Pushing herself up she decided she had picked enough flowers and was tempted to head inside so she could get these in some water really fast. The moment Ariah had taken a step though she looked and when she felt something tickle her hand a little as if a bug or something were crawling on her, and to her misfortune it was none other than an ugly looking wasp. Ariah's mint green eyes widened in terror and she suddenly felt like she was going to cry, she hated bees ever since they chased her and her brother out of woods because they decided they wanted some Honey. "EEeek! IT'S A BEE!" Flailing her arm around it flew off but Ariah still continued to shudder and jump around in panic to try and get it away from her so she wouldn't get chased or stung by it. For someone with such a tender heart for all living things, she felt bad for screaming at the bee....but she still disliked them with a passion.
Pushing herself up she decided she had picked enough flowers and was tempted to head inside so she could get these in some water really fast. The moment Ariah had taken a step though she looked and when she felt something tickle her hand a little as if a bug or something were crawling on her, and to her misfortune it was none other than an ugly looking wasp. Ariah's mint green eyes widened in terror and she suddenly felt like she was going to cry, she hated bees ever since they chased her and her brother out of woods because they decided they wanted some Honey. "EEeek! IT'S A BEE!" Flailing her arm around it flew off but Ariah still continued to shudder and jump around in panic to try and get it away from her so she wouldn't get chased or stung by it. For someone with such a tender heart for all living things, she felt bad for screaming at the bee....but she still disliked them with a passion.