Zara Lovette
Well-Known Member
- Messages
- 305
- OOC First Name
- Chamomile Tee
- Sexual Orientation
- her violin
- Wand
- Curly 13 Inch Flexible Hornbeam Wand with Hippogriff Feather Core
- Age
- 2/2030
"Well, this isn't right." Zara pouted, hands on hips as she inspected her surroundings. This was most definitely not her floor-- or rather, the floor on which the Gryffindor Common Room was located. She wasn't exactly sure how she ended up in this predicament, as really she only wanted to do a little self-exploring of the castle. Of course, Zara just had to forget to feed her cat, the realization dawning upon her when she was already Merlin-knows-where. She had tried to retrace her steps but the thing was Zara had absolutely zero sense of direction and even less a sense of rational thinking. Instead of taking a moment to collect her thoughts or ask an older student, she instead walked off on her own accord, using her own intuition to figure things out. And well, she had even less of a sensible intuition than a sense of rational thinking.
Oh well! All part of the adventure, she supposed. Pursing her lips, she shrugged as she resumed her walk, humming an upbeat tune as she did so. Zara would have to find her way back fairly soon, she knew. She couldn't just leave Priscilla to starve! No matter how much the brat clawed at her legs (she still had the scars from their last "disagreement"). Zoning out as she inspected her hallway surroundings, Zara let out an oomph as she collided in to another.
Whoops.
Oh well! All part of the adventure, she supposed. Pursing her lips, she shrugged as she resumed her walk, humming an upbeat tune as she did so. Zara would have to find her way back fairly soon, she knew. She couldn't just leave Priscilla to starve! No matter how much the brat clawed at her legs (she still had the scars from their last "disagreement"). Zoning out as she inspected her hallway surroundings, Zara let out an oomph as she collided in to another.
Whoops.