|
Post by Wicki Weasley on May 19, 2009 14:46:00 GMT -5
Her red hair fluttered like a bright flag in the hot wind. Wicki had been back not too long at all. She was beginning to see some people she knew and meet new ones again. Her heart was still heavy over the drama that had taken place at her home back in the United States.
The twelve year old had grown somewhat over the summer finally hitting a total of five feet. She had cut her long coppery locks to something short and simple just above her shoulders. Her wandering gene finally worn out Wicki looked up to see where her feet had brought her. Oh cool! The Whomping Willow.
Wicki picked up a stone, and for lack of something better to do threw it at the irritable tree. The tree's massive limbs swung faster than her eye could follow and batted the stone away. Wicki laughed and watch the stone fall far away from the tree. Picking up another stone she did the same thing. This time as she watched the stone fly she gasped. It was headed right for someone walking not too far from the tree. Wicki began running toward them, shouting as she did so, "Watch out! Flying rock!"
((OPEN anyone can post))
|
|
|
Post by Christina Abbot on Jun 3, 2009 14:54:39 GMT -5
Christina was up in the middle of the night sleep walking aimlessly not too aimlessly she seemed to have arrived outside at The Whomping Willow Tree. Of course since she is sleep walking she is not fully concious and is like just kind of like a zombie. She was walking near the tree when something started to fly towards her head.
|
|