The Forbidden Forest (Open)

[Kaileena Lovegood]

This forest may be forbidden, but it never stopped brave people from entering. But do so at your own peril! Lots of nasty things lurk around here...

[Blair Delacroix]

Stop. Blair strolled the Forbidden Forest. It used to frighten her, when she was still a student at Hogwarts. Stop. Now all the dark, fantastic creatures were pitiful. She could live here, if she wanted to. It would be easy. She rubbed her hand across a fallen tree. The purple and orange fungus was soft and fuzzy beneath her fingers. Stop. She was tempted to put her face to it and nuzzle, burrowing deep beneath the pulpy flesh of the tree. But no, her master had sent her here for a reason. Stop. His instructions weren’t clear, but she was definitely having fun. Smaller animals scuffled through the dead leaves and underbrush, while every know and then a larger one, cloaked in shadow would pounce at her. It made her giggle just to think about how easy they were to dispatch. How their blood made interesting patterns as it flew through the air. Stop. But the instructions… She felt a twinge of irritation. She wanted to be here, but not for the reason she was here. She was to scope out Hogwarts, right underneath Dumbledore’s nose. The irritation turned to fear. He was.. Commanding, formidable. Especially when she was a child. Ugh. Children. Loud, noisy things, why did she have to watch them? Stop.

Too much walking, she was bored now. She stowed her wand in her sleeve, and transformed into her animagus form, a Crimson-breasted Gonolek. Flight felt incredible. The way the wind lifted her wings, the way her eyes could focus in the semi-darkness and pinpoint a mouse nibbling on a root, she had a urge to swoop down and eat it. She did. It was always an interesting feeling, eating in her bird form. The way the tiny bones crunched beneath her powerful beak. Stop. There, the castle. The irritating sounds of children, laughing, screaming, talking. Now, she had to watch them. From a tree. In the safety. Stop. She wondered idly how the stars were. Oedipe must be missing her. She missed them.