- Messages
- 7
- Blood Status
- Unknown
- Relationship Status
- Too Young to Care
- Age
- 11
Sunset had finally drained out of the sky, sheathing the Forbidden Forest finally in shadow. Ladon had been waiting patiently for the last fragments of daytime to dissolve into the barely perceptive lightening of the gloom. He had sneaked through the dense trees of the forest armed only with his precious wand and a bow, wrapped into a dirty cloth. Doom Sigh as he had named the bow, was the only heirloom he was left from his deceased father. The boy's life had changed drastically the past one year. He was missing his former life when everything was simple. But he had come in terms that this was the past and he had to adjust to the new reality of attending one of the best wizarding educational institutes in the world. At least it was better than living in that manor with people that were supposed to be his new family and all their over-the-top rules and mannerism.
Ladon was reactive to rules especially when enforced by people he didn't regarded with esteem. But he had to admit that a bow wasn't supposed to be resting at the bottom of a first year's trunk. He had to hide it if he didn't want to have it taken away. Unfamiliar yet with the castle's hiding places, the Forbidden Forest seemed like the best option to hide something. Not only less people were roaming at those parts but the forest also felt more reliable to him, like he could trust it not to betray his secret.
The boy loved how the cold-hearted orb that ruled the night, sparkled through the trees now, and he was at ease with the subtle night sounds of the forest. He was looking for a landmark, maybe a stone or a strange tree in order for him to find easily again his bow. He wasn't planning to venture too deep despite growing up in a forest himself. This one it was different, he could feel it. Nature should be respected and he was aware that he was just a visitor here that had to be careful. Who knew what kind of creatures were dwelling in its depths. The boy felt safe nonetheless, although the few spells he could cast with his wand could barely protect him from a rogue gnome.
After minutes of walking from the edge of the forest, he finally stumbled across a perfectly circular clearing. Several rocks were scattered around the grass, subtly glowing under the unfiltered moonlight. Perhaps he could dig a hole to place in his bow and cover it with one of the bigger stones that couldn't be moved by the elements. But as he was considering this idea, he heard a noise coming from the trees.
Ladon dove behind the nearest wide oak trunk at the edge of the clearing. Heart slamming against his ribs, he gulped at the air, trying to slow his breathing enough to hear. Back in the shadows branches thrashed and snapped, the sounds growing closer and closer. Was it a beast or worse, a school staff patrolling the area? Ladon pressed his face against the bark, the ridges biting into his skin and remained completely motionless in the dark, just waiting for the unidentified presence to move away.
Ladon was reactive to rules especially when enforced by people he didn't regarded with esteem. But he had to admit that a bow wasn't supposed to be resting at the bottom of a first year's trunk. He had to hide it if he didn't want to have it taken away. Unfamiliar yet with the castle's hiding places, the Forbidden Forest seemed like the best option to hide something. Not only less people were roaming at those parts but the forest also felt more reliable to him, like he could trust it not to betray his secret.
The boy loved how the cold-hearted orb that ruled the night, sparkled through the trees now, and he was at ease with the subtle night sounds of the forest. He was looking for a landmark, maybe a stone or a strange tree in order for him to find easily again his bow. He wasn't planning to venture too deep despite growing up in a forest himself. This one it was different, he could feel it. Nature should be respected and he was aware that he was just a visitor here that had to be careful. Who knew what kind of creatures were dwelling in its depths. The boy felt safe nonetheless, although the few spells he could cast with his wand could barely protect him from a rogue gnome.
After minutes of walking from the edge of the forest, he finally stumbled across a perfectly circular clearing. Several rocks were scattered around the grass, subtly glowing under the unfiltered moonlight. Perhaps he could dig a hole to place in his bow and cover it with one of the bigger stones that couldn't be moved by the elements. But as he was considering this idea, he heard a noise coming from the trees.
Ladon dove behind the nearest wide oak trunk at the edge of the clearing. Heart slamming against his ribs, he gulped at the air, trying to slow his breathing enough to hear. Back in the shadows branches thrashed and snapped, the sounds growing closer and closer. Was it a beast or worse, a school staff patrolling the area? Ladon pressed his face against the bark, the ridges biting into his skin and remained completely motionless in the dark, just waiting for the unidentified presence to move away.
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