<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/JigRCJ0.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Moray Morrigan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg13999176#msg13999176)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Running Clothes</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/h7s7loi.jpg)</div></div><br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pureblood,<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: 15 inch Beech, Kelpie hair core, rigid. There is a slight twist to the wand and one single groove curved along the wand.<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Slytherin 3rd year<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Monday, September 4th ,2017,<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>5.50am – Overcast, before dawn<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Courtyard<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Moray is being mean!<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Addy, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Moray smiled as she looked over at Addy as she took the shoes, there was skeptasism but she had ran around and through the castle, comfort was necessary. She nodded as she spoke about Quodpot, Moray's nose wrinkled as she tried to hide her distain at the sport, just like Americans to take something as perfect as Quidditch and make it explode.<br/><br/>She nodded, “Yes, there is no exploding in Quidditch, it's about technique, finess and kicking the shit out of the opposition.” She grinned. “Quidditch is fun, I suggest that everyone should try it at least once.”<br/><br/>Moray smiled, respecting that she didn't give an answer about joining the running. “Well the offer is there.” She grinned jugging away, letting her catch up. “Addy, hey nice to meet you.” She nodded looking sideways at the girl, “Watch that step coming up.” She motioned to a raised flagstone. “That got me the first day, just about skinned my shin.” She laughed as she stepped over it.<br/><br/>“I'm a 3rd year, I guess you're first. I must admit, I do miss the first year, it was fun and new and sparkly, the second year was...samie.” She frowned, “Hopefully the 3rd year will sparkly again.” She grinned.<br/><br/>“So, any clue what profession you want to have.” She asked looking over. “Honestly, I have no idea.” She laughed, “Might follow my dad into the ministry, or make brooms with my uncle, or...” She thought about her mother and pursed her lips. “Well, something.” She shrugged as she kept running, she was starting to remember why she enjoyed running alone, she could talk to herself and bitch about her mother without anyone hearing her.