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Margo Fox

7th🌸hopeless romantic🌸hm co-editor🌸heta vp
 
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OOC First Name
Kadi
Blood Status
Mixed Blood
Relationship Status
Seeing Somebody
Sexual Orientation
Michael
Wand
Knotted 10 1/2 Inch Sturdy Pear Wand with Fairy Wing Core
Age
09/2043 (18)
It wasn't that Margo didn't like animals, but in her defense she hadn't really spent much time with them. But the owls in the Owlery were slowly growing on her. Their big black eyes and unpredictable movements still made her jumpy but they were a necessary evil she had to get over if she wanted to keep in touch with her family. She also had to admit she liked the quiet up there. It wasn't silent exactly, the birds were always shifting or making sounds that made it seem like they were talking to each other. She liked to think they were having very important conversations that she just couldn't understand. But it was free of most people which she liked. Despite her desire to make friends she still found herself finding ways to be alone. Today was no exception as she sat in one of the clean corners of the tower with a blank piece of parchment on her lap. Margo already had letters written and ready to go for for her aunt and grandmother, but she continued to sit there trying to think of something to write her brother. Not that she knew where he was, but the owls were magical. They could find him, right? She still hadn't heard from him and she still flipped back and forth between sad, worried, and angry depending on the day. As she stared at the page she fluttered between sad and angry, and groaned as no words came to her. She loved to write, but why was this so hard?
 

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