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Post by Ashton Larks on Jan 27, 2006 20:05:23 GMT -5
Some people were afraid of the Forbidden Forest - they thought the beasts were dangerous, and truthfully, they probably were. But Ashton Larks didn't care - she wasn't some people. She was Ashton Ember Marie Larks, dammit! The only daughter of an extremely wealthy, highly-respected, and kind of snobby pureblooded family. She didn't need to care, as long as she got out alive.
Her long, sand-coloured blonde hair was held up in its normal ponytail, with pieces falling around her face. Her large, blue-green eyes stared out at the foreboding-looking forest with a piercing glare. The one she used on everyone and everything - and it freaked a lot of people out.
Sighing, Ash thought back to that stupid school she'd attended in Scotland. If only she could go back... then she could really give those little bitches a taste of what was weird. A slight smirk played about Ashton's pretty face, and a small laugh escaped her cherry red lips. Pondering...what a wonderful concept. Of course, she had no idea she'd be interrupted any minute now.
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Post by Natalie Smith on Feb 1, 2006 6:44:50 GMT -5
( i hope you don't mind me joining ur threads.. but i'm real bored)
Natalie was up in a tree. No! Okay, well maybe she was crazy. But she liked it that way. From the tree she could see the moon, a full moon. And if you didn't know, she was obsessed. Ever since she was a tiny girl, she had loved the brilliant and soft light the moon gave. It was like a guardian that wouldn't leave her when she went to the wizarding world. Everything she had to leave behind. Her parents, her brother, and even her dog.
Back home she used to sneek out onto the roof top to watch the moon. But she liked it better here. With the mystery of the forest, the light seemed even kinder. It was a natural high she could get only a few other places.
But then she heard something that disturbed her day dream. ... a laugh? She puzzled for a second wondering what could of laughed. It took her a second to realize it probably wasn't a what, but a who.
Carefully she jumped down from the tree and looked around. Smiling, because of who the laugh belonged to. Ash!
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