- Messages
- 254
- OOC First Name
- Anna
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Too Young to Care
- Wand
- Knotted 12 Inch Swishy Ash Wand with Fairy Wing Core
- Age
- 12
Miro truly both wanted and needed to feel like he was in another world, an adventurer in a faraway dark land that needed to build a base, a camp and fort to go back to after exploring the wilderness. This was the reason he had planned to meet Ozzy in the forbidden forest to do just that, and build a fort. The adventure of it all would be limited to Miro's imagination that was in itself also limited at the best of times but it was a distraction and effort he was willing to make, so long as it kept his mind away from his worries about school for a little while. If he distracted himself for so much as an hour the effort would be worth it, and the company in being beside his weird yet interesting Slytherin friend would be worth it as well. Miro kept his hands in his pockets as he stepped into the forbidden forest, glancing for a moment behind each of his shoulders in case he was being watched. Miro then began to walk towards the spot he and Ozzy had planned for their fort, in the process of his travels beginning to pick up various sticks that looked sturdy enough for a fort's well, skeleton? He wasn't sure what to call it, but knew nevertheless what the sticks were needed for as he collected them.
It wasn't long before Miro arrived to the spot he and Ozzy planned for the fort and a smile wormed it's way onto his face. He moved to drop the pile of sticks he had gathered by a nearby tree and dusted some of the dirt from his hands as he looked around, wondering when Ozzy would arrive to join him. He assumed Ozzy wouldn't be too far away, and in an effort to keep himself busy as he waited for his friend, Miro moved to pick up two of the sticks he had found, trying to piece them together and figure out how they would fit all of the different shapes of sticks into a functional fort. Hopefully it wouldn't be near as difficult as it seemed as Miro frowned to himself, feeling a bit clueless and lost about the action of actually building the fort and hoping Ozzy would soon be there to help him.
It wasn't long before Miro arrived to the spot he and Ozzy planned for the fort and a smile wormed it's way onto his face. He moved to drop the pile of sticks he had gathered by a nearby tree and dusted some of the dirt from his hands as he looked around, wondering when Ozzy would arrive to join him. He assumed Ozzy wouldn't be too far away, and in an effort to keep himself busy as he waited for his friend, Miro moved to pick up two of the sticks he had found, trying to piece them together and figure out how they would fit all of the different shapes of sticks into a functional fort. Hopefully it wouldn't be near as difficult as it seemed as Miro frowned to himself, feeling a bit clueless and lost about the action of actually building the fort and hoping Ozzy would soon be there to help him.