- Messages
- 11,149
- OOC First Name
- Kaitlyn
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Ebony 13 3/8" Core of Basilisk Fang and Venom with a special handle
- Age
- 11/2010
Aleyha stared up at the clouds. A perfect overcast. The weather was perfect, and she was sitting on top of a picnic table with a cute outfit and her long hair cascading down her back. Her blood-like eyes stared up at the sky. Her white skin had fresh lotion upon them, giving her a subtle sweet coconut scent. Ever since that detention, Aleyha had a thing for keeping herself smelling good. She hummed the Zhefarovich 'lullaby' to herself. Such a morbid lullaby it was originally. Yet, it was sung to her in her dreams.
Such a great day it was. She was a second year, going to the Zhefarovich Manor for a while and taking Kaleb with her. Things were coming around so well! Aleyha assumed that her father stopped dating anyone because she has not received any word upon the situation. Last thing she wanted was another woman in her life. She almost despised all older women who could even look like mothers. All she wanted in her life was her father, her uncles and her grandfather. It was all the newly pronounced Second Year wanted. The Parselmouth wondered vaguely to herself, I wonder if that Snow kid will come around here. I doubt it. Not that it mattered. If he did not show up when the weather permitted for her to come out, then that was his problem, not hers.
Such a great day it was. She was a second year, going to the Zhefarovich Manor for a while and taking Kaleb with her. Things were coming around so well! Aleyha assumed that her father stopped dating anyone because she has not received any word upon the situation. Last thing she wanted was another woman in her life. She almost despised all older women who could even look like mothers. All she wanted in her life was her father, her uncles and her grandfather. It was all the newly pronounced Second Year wanted. The Parselmouth wondered vaguely to herself, I wonder if that Snow kid will come around here. I doubt it. Not that it mattered. If he did not show up when the weather permitted for her to come out, then that was his problem, not hers.