The School Of Binding (Witches and Wizards)
This is a stage in a witch and wizard’s life where they come to a decision of not only what course... View more
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Into The Woods (Chapter 1.2)
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Into The Woods (Chapter 1.2)
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As Ryan got his schedule into his mind, he began to walk towards his first class, he began to wonder what it would be like here. Finally, he made it to his first class, potions, gardening, and alchemy.
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Rea let out a laugh that sounded somewhat like a bark. “What if all my magic is good for is turning into a wolf and going crazy?”
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“Then its unique to you, you dont have to try and use other poeples magics. just go with what you got.”
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“… Aaron, is there such thing as transformation magic?” she asked, laying on the snow.
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*aaron nodded*”They talk about it in transfiguration class.”
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“…Well I hope you don’t get mad…. Because I think I might try that.” She said slowly, then shivered slightly and turned into a wolf. “Much better.” She said, sounding pleased.
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*Aaron shook his head*”I wont get mad.”
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Rea smiled, her tongue lolling out slightly az her fur began to obtain a light dusting of snow.
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*Aaron smiled back at her before settling down to sleep*
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“So….we need to get into the woods?”
“Yes”
“But we can walk in”
“No”
“And you can’t fly us in?”
“No”
“So how do we get in?”
“I am thinking”
*Alice trudged around the outside of the woods, glaring at it fiercely, trying to find an entrance in the invisible force that barred her way. Maxos perched on her shoulder, statue still except when he spoke*
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Rea rolled slightly closer to him, looking nervous. “Can I stay out here with you? It’s more peaceful, and there’s a ghost wandering the halls of the school..”
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*maxos groomed his wings then huffed* “why do you want in there again?”
“Because I want to test myself, I want to know what happened to Stefanie(apologies if I got that wrong) and because it may well put us in a position that forces us to work together which could make it more likely for us to bond. My enthusiasm and ingenuity combined with your patience and knowledge should work well in there”
“You know its off limits though?”
“Yes. I am aware of that”
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When he didn’t answer, Rea’s ears drooped slightly. “A- alright….” she started towards the doors, willing them not to be closed.
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“D’you reckon any other familars know anything?”
“It is possible.”
“Then can we go inside?”
“Fine”
Alice smiled and hurried toward the doors paying little attention to the wolf, thinking it to be just another familiar, and pushed the door open.
“Ugh , it was freezing out there”
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Piper scraped her hair back and out of her face, tying it tight with a sheer black ribbon and stared straight ahead through the hallways of the upper floor. It was getting late in the evening now, and most of the students were settling down for the night–preparing for bed. She probably should have been among them, brushing her teeth and putting on fuzzy Pj’s as she watched Lonan steal out into the night with silently, wings slicing through the air as he would normally speed off to his room. But not tonight. Tonight Lonan sat curled on her shoulder, claws digging into the fabric and his tail with feathers adorning it hanging low. “There’s a ghost.” Piper’s contacts, blue-green ones, scanned the walls holding self-portraits of the previous head-masters and mistresses, the classes before them–even ones from last year painted like a photograph. <i>”Yes. We should check the drops–you know what those are, yes?”</i> Piper’s brow furrowed, and she picked up the bag of ingredients–including the mandrake root she’d snuck out of the room. She was going to give it to Orthelo, and if that ghost tried to stop her she’d have to use the packet of salt in her pack. “Drops? What are those?” Lonan had a toothy yawn, curling his tail around his scaly body. “They are cages…to catch the ghost if it were to stumble by them. I’m not sure whether it has been caught or not yet, but I don’t believe they’d announce it to the school. If I’m correct most of the school isn’t aware of this ‘Ghost’.” Piper shook her head, “Let’s just go find him. We’ll find the others later.” She pulled the vial of mandrake root out, moving toward the library. “I want to get rid of the shit that ruined us.”
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Fang loped his way to the school, out of wolf form, the moon shining brightly on the multi-colored leaves that were in their full glory of changing. Soon enough the veil between the dead and living would be at it’s thinnest, and that ghost roaming that school would be able to really mess the place up. It was crucial the students were not there on Hallow’s eve, rather at wolve’s academy where they could do the traditional witches’ party over there along with the wolves’ traditions–it would be a chance for them to ‘walk the life of the people on the other side of the woods’. Everyone was oblivious, of course, wolves’ academy’s students, The school of bonding’s students, they were all thinking this was the traditional ‘move’. For autumn he was simply wearing a open black trench coat and jeans, with regular dark sneakers. The black trench coats became required to the wolves’ academy around this time, one of the only things required, and they all had gold emblem patched onto their shoulders. Just as the dark and red haired boy moved up toward the building he noticed a familiar wolf. “Rea?” Compared to the darkness of him, and the darkness around him, the white envelope glowed in the light of the moon, the red wax stamp glinting in the light.
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