<strong>Name:</strong>Xavril (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=171859.msg8108086#msg8108086) (Zave-Rill) Robeson<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Slytherin, 6th<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Great Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Vidya, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Xavril usually spent his summers either at the castle or with various schoolmates of his but with his OWLs finished he went home to celebrate and plan for his NEWTs and future career. It had been nice to be back, see his old friends, smile that the children he had helped raised were now of age in the tribe and helping to raise the next generation. He had talked to his grandmother and filled her in on all the latest news from the wizarding community.  But all too soon he had to return to school and it was tough to walk two worlds. His tribe didn't understand the wizarding community and they in turn couldn't fathom the simple life of his tribe. He loved them both and he hated to leave but he needed to finish his education, no matter what he chooses as a career.<br/><br/>He was at the platform helping all the first years get on the right train.  Followed by a meeting with Veronica Ravenshire, his counterpart as Head Boy/Girl.  She was a Hufflepuff, but Xavril didn’t mind that, she was quick to understand and solve problems.  They would get along just fine in their new duties for the next two years and if not he was sure McGonagall would straighten them out in nothing flat.  The prefect meeting went well, it was good to see Nia again. Xavril had been nervous that one of the Ravenclaw prefects was a transfer and new to the school, but he seemed to be fitting in just fine; asked a couple of good questions but for the most part observed and listened. With a little encouragement from the other prefects of the house he should get on nicely.  Xavril made a mental note to ask Gabriel Brewer to keep an eye on him for a few days to make sure he was finding his way around alright.<br/><br/>Xavril was glad when the train had arrived, it meant they were one step close to being safe.  While at school related functions Xavril may bleed the green and silver of Slytherin, but as Head Boy he felt responsible for the safety of every member of the school.  He smiled as he watched the bustle of people getting off the trains, ‘yes’, he thought, ‘it was good to be back in a tribe.  Even a dysfunctional, squabbling, mass of confusion that this one is a lot of the time.’  Shaking his head he secured his wand in a leather sheath on his arm; the children he had taught over the summer had made it for him.  Crouching down out of the main walkway he places his paws on the cobblestones and just like that he’s off running towards the castle.  Xavril had grown accustomed to "stretching his legs" to get to school.  Upon arriving at the main gate the wolf's paws climb up the stairs till he is upright as Xavril resumes his form and walking into the Great Hall.<br/><br/>Taking a seat next to Vidya, a teammate and she, Nia and himself always seemed to be in or around trouble whenever they all crossed paths.  He smiled at her cheering and mental calculations.  “Vidya, please don’t make me take too many points from myself this year.”  He filled his plate as the questions about their new head of house started to rise to the center of conversation. “I don’t know much about the man,” Xavril said, “He doesn’t look entirely pleased to be here, but I’m certainly pleased that the head of my house is the Transfiguration teacher.  I’d love to learn anything and everything I can about the subject in general.  And in light of my abilities I’m always looking to learn more.” He laughed giving a mock wolf howl, swirling some of the confetti in the air around himself.  “Don’t worry about it, I’m Head Boy, I’ll see if I can catch him between classes tomorrow and get a feel for the man.”<br/>