In the spring, we made a boat
Out of feathers, out of bones
We set fire to our homes
Walking barefoot in the snow
Distant rhythm of the drum
As we drifted towards the storm
Out of feathers, out of bones
We set fire to our homes
Walking barefoot in the snow
Distant rhythm of the drum
As we drifted towards the storm
Hυ𝖿𝖿ᥣᥱρυ𝖿𝖿 ᔑᥱᥴoᥒᑯ Yᥱᥲɾ ☀ Nᥲtυɾᥱ Eᥒthυsιᥲst 🙖 Yoυᥒɡᥱɾ Bɾothᥱɾ
- ☸ڿڰۣJonah was excited for Quidditch this year even though he hadn't gotten to play much (or at all) last year. He had wanted to participate in the scrimmage match but had suddenly come down with a terrible flu that had him bedridden the day of which had sucked. Hopefully his immune system didn't betray him again and he got to play this year. Double hopefully he would get to play maybe one real game. He jogged down to the pitch to see a good amount of players already there, mostly the older students, and he gave them smiles as he went to fil out his form. Jonah's dad had been pretty enthusiastic when he found out he tried out for Quidditch and wasn't even disappointed when his son only made reserves. Jonah had to talk the man out of buying him a new broom since he hadn't really seen the point of it, plus his old broom was more than capable of performing well, especially now that this year he could bring it!
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b]Username: Yukina101
Character's Name: Jonah Caulfrey
House: Hufflepuff
Year: Second
Advanced Flying I: Enrolled
Advanced Flying II: Not yet
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 1
Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger, Mean Swing
First Choice Position: Beater
Second Choice Position: Wherever would be good!
Position:
AC: 11
Modifiers: +3 to Hit +3 to Dodge
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger, Mean Swing
Lives: [ heart ] [ heart ] [ heart ]
AC: 11
Modifiers: +3 to Hit +3 to Dodge
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger, Mean Swing
Lives: [ heart ] [ heart ] [ heart ]
So hold on
Hold on to
What we are
Hold on to
Your heart
Hold on to
What we are
Hold on to
Your heart
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