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- OOC First Name
- Marga
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Taylor <3
- Wand
- Straight 9 1/2 Inch Rigid Oak Wand with Hippogriff Feather Core
- Age
- 11/2018
Conan was in a bad mood, and he was rarely like that. He would only get in a real bad mood if someone dares to hurt him or his sister. But today was actually different and he didn't know why. Today, he was in a bad mood because of his sister, Ai. Yes, the sister he never got mad at, and the sister he had been overprotective for. He called Ai out to the cliffs to settle a matter with her because he didn't like the way she acted the other day and he just couldn't get over it. This was the first time he got mad at her and he was hoping he could settle this faster.
The young boy had arrived to the Cliffs and took his seat, knowing that his sister wasn't there yet, since he came half an hour earlier than the time they had agreed on. Conan reminisced his memories and saw different flashbacks, some were bad, some were good. Most were him protecting his sister, others were vice versa. And from his memories, he came to realize how independent they both were on others but dependent on themselves. He continued scanning his memories until Ai came and he had calmed himself down for a bit from the bad mood he was in.
The young boy had arrived to the Cliffs and took his seat, knowing that his sister wasn't there yet, since he came half an hour earlier than the time they had agreed on. Conan reminisced his memories and saw different flashbacks, some were bad, some were good. Most were him protecting his sister, others were vice versa. And from his memories, he came to realize how independent they both were on others but dependent on themselves. He continued scanning his memories until Ai came and he had calmed himself down for a bit from the bad mood he was in.