Open Playful Times and Colourful Shells

Conan Burke

irish ☘️ | shell collector 🐚 | band-aid hands 🩹
 
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OOC First Name
Maria
Blood Status
Mixed Blood
Wand
Straight 12 1/2 Inch Sturdy Dogwood Wand with Fwooper Feather Core
Age
15 (08/2046)
It was around the beginning of Autumn. The leaves slowly turning to orange, one of Conan's favourite colours. Autumn was Conan's favourite season. The weather was still sunny however, not at its yucky weather yet. It was the weekend, and Conan's mum had decided to drag both him and his sister out for the day. She thought that they had been stuck inside for too long and their dad needed some time to rest from his night of work. Both his older siblings were at Hogwarts, and it wasn't going to be long until it was his turn to go.

Tākarokaro Park was one of the parks that Conan loved to play in. It was also one of his favourite spots to find any shells he could find. Sometimes they were easy to find in some of the dirt that was under the trees, and sometimes it was a lot harder. Conan did not only go to the park to find some shells in his collection, but of course, he also went to the park to play. When the young boy had arrived at the park with his mother and sister, he dashed towards the playground and decided to go play on the monkey bars. Conan also had his shoebox of his shells with him, just in case he decided he wanted to do his shell search instead. He placed the shoebox by the bottom of the monkey bars and started his journey on playing on them.
 
Aurora loved coming to the park, it wasn't as fun to do in the winter, but fun could still be had. She had her sister's hand in hers as they walked in. Their mum sitting off to the side. It was nearly time to go to Hogwarts and Aurora really couldn't wait to be able to go, she thought it was going to be a whole lot of fun. She'd spent the last few months out of muggle school and just enjoying the pre-reading and adventure planning that she would then put into practice once she got there. She had already given a lot of thought of who she wanted to be like while at school, and what she wanted to do after, and really, after considering all of her aunts, uncles and parents she decided she wanted to be just like uncle Ty. He was a healer and Aurora certainly though that was achieveable for her. She was on the swings next to her sister when she spotted a boy their age walk into the park with a box in hand. She was rather curious about it. The boy went to the monkey bars and so she stood up and began going over to him. She didn't open the box, but Aurora was looking at it with a curious expression and then looked to the boy. "Whats in the box?" she asked.
 
Rosie was beginning to feel nervous about school, her one friend already at school seemed to have a good time, and Bran did too. But Rosie was nervous, she knew that she could be without Aurora were they in different houses, but really Rosie didn't want to be in a different house, though she felt rather certain they would. She was following in behind her twin as they walked into the park, and though Rosie had wanted to look at the winter growths she followed Aurora to the swings. She didn't mind them, but it wasn't her go to in the park. She knew once thye settled she'd probably go find something else to do, but for now she was content to swing. She would've continued that had Aurora then not moved to where a boy was playing. Rosie obviously followed, only spotting the box after Aurora asked about it. "Aurora!" she chastised her sister, "Sorry, she means hi, I'm Rosie and she's Aurora," Rosie introduced, knowing that her sister could singularly driven but Rosie would always follow it up with the polite things to say after.
 
Conan had been halfway through the monkey bars when he had heard an unfamiliar voice, he quickly looked and saw that there were two girls, one of them asking about his shell box. He looked between the monkey bars and the girls, before slowly turning his body back towards the girls. "It's all goods," Conan says with a small smile, as he was trying to shrug a little, but was struggling a little, as he was hanging on the monkey bars. "It's my shell box," Conan says with a small smile, before making his way back to the end of the monkey bar and towards the girls. When he finally made it to the end, he plopped down and made his way towards them and grabbed the box. "It's a collection of shells. I collect a lot of shells" Conan says with a chuckle. "I'm Conan"
 

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