- Messages
- 27
- OOC First Name
- Sir Dylaaaaaan!
- Wand
- Straight 9 Inch Flexible Acacia Wand with Unicorn Hair Core
Acacia Vetrova scrambled across the great lawn of Hogwarts in quick pursuit of her mischievous kitten Loki. The cheeky cat had again managed to pounce its way out of the Hufflepuff common room and was bouncing its way across the lawn towards the forbidden forest. It was mid afternoon, and the Russian girl was glad that it had been nice weather today, as the rays of sun that glared at her skin was warm as it made its descent. Coming closer to the edge of the forest, Acacia called out after the cat, hoping to get its attention before it went through the edge of the forest wall. "Loki! Get back here!" she called desperately, her legs pumping as fast as they would go, her worn down vans sneakers padding their way across the grass. Loki hit the tree line and continued on through, and the first year was left with no choice other then following it. Bursting through the trees, she winced and grunted as the low hanging branches whipped at her face, leaving red marks on her cheeks. They would fade in seconds, but they still hurt. "Loki you idiot cat! Get back here before I curse you!" she yelled out in frustration, not that she actually knew any curses. But of course the cat didn't understand her, or he didn't listen to her. She was more suspicious of the second.
As they finally broke into a clearing, Acacia watched the small grey cat nimbly climb its way up a tree across the clearing, and perching down on a branch too far up for the Hufflepuff girl to reach. The girl groaned in frustration and annoyance. How in the blue blazes was she to get him down from there? There were no hanging branches low enough for her to climb on, and the tree had little to no bumps or footholds for her to climb on. "I'm going to kill you when you get down here!" she scolded the cat grumpily, pointing a finger as she spoke each word. Lokie just sat and licked his paws, thinking the game quite funny. Acacia sat down grumpily - and with a bit more force then intended - onto the log nearby the tree Loki was in and watched the cat, her eyes like a hawk. She would outlast her cheeky cat.
As they finally broke into a clearing, Acacia watched the small grey cat nimbly climb its way up a tree across the clearing, and perching down on a branch too far up for the Hufflepuff girl to reach. The girl groaned in frustration and annoyance. How in the blue blazes was she to get him down from there? There were no hanging branches low enough for her to climb on, and the tree had little to no bumps or footholds for her to climb on. "I'm going to kill you when you get down here!" she scolded the cat grumpily, pointing a finger as she spoke each word. Lokie just sat and licked his paws, thinking the game quite funny. Acacia sat down grumpily - and with a bit more force then intended - onto the log nearby the tree Loki was in and watched the cat, her eyes like a hawk. She would outlast her cheeky cat.