meet me in the red sky and dance with me;

[wolfchild]

ota; joint action with robb; forbidden forest;

[ the forbidden forest it may be called, but arya could find little reason for it to be forbidden. she could not see anything that really merited the moniker. she pictured strangling vines, carnivorous flowers, distant screams of animals. what she found was quite tame in comparison.

but even if it had had all what she had imagined, she would go inside regardless. the direwolves were in there.

no one had stopped her today when she tried to walk out in normal clothes so there's no heavy robe to snag on a root or bushes. the clothes are all earth clothes, but they're comfortable and good to move in. she grins up at robb as they walk into the shade. it almost feels like being back north, in the wolfswood, where she was never allowed to join the boys, though bran could even if he was younger and weaker and not as good a rider. having aemon and northern son would make it better, but she doesn't mind walking. less so when she's with her brother. ]

Will you go with me to the pitch tomorrow? You can help me practice. I'm really good at it, did you see?

[ she knows he did. but arya hasn't yet tired of hearing robb tell her he was proud of her. she doesn't think she ever shall. ]

ota; dictated; action for the owlery;

[ the soft sounds of cooing and rustling wings float through the air. seated on the steps to the owlery, arya strokes winter's glossy feathers. though she has her journal open in front of her, arya watches the darkening evening sky. when she speaks, it sounds almost like she's thinking out loud. ]

Where did everyone go today? Why did some have to stay behind?

closed (ｉｎｏ); forward-dated to sunday;

[ early morning and arya is ensconced in a corner of one of the rarely used herbology labs. she ignores the whispering plants and focuses on the papers spread in front of her. she waves her wand over them, muttering furiously under her breath. when nothing happens, she swears. loudly. and very creatively. ]

(( ooc: for the forbidden forest section, both arya and robb will be tagging yours. c: ))

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[wolfskin]

[ When she told him of her plans he was reluctant, tried to warn her against it, but ultimately fell in step beside her. He has learned that Arya will do what she will, and that it is oft better to allow her to do so then to fight against it. As wild as her wolf, wild and free from many of the shackles that hold him down.

Besides the absence of the wolves has been felt- an unwelcomed feeling in all. One he would prefer not to feel again.

So by Arya's side he is, dressed also in plain clothes (they are remain odd to him, though not largely different to the leathers he frequents) taking in the sight of the Forbidden forest like one would take in a familiar place. It was foreboding, certainly, but so was the wolfswood of the North. Children were told stories of the terrors within them in order to keep them from wandering too close, but once older they were allowed to venture. Within a few more years Robb and Jon would have taken Rickon into the wolfswood with them for the first time. ]

Aye. [ He tears his gaze from the trees back to Arya, pushing aside the uncomfortable twist in his stomach. ] I saw.

[wolfchild]

[ she runs a little ahead to pick up a fallen branch. roughly as long as her arm, it feels refreshingly normal. the woods around paradisa were unnatural. no amount of pretty could make her ignore that. the air in here is musty and the forest is old and alive with sounds: everything as it should be.

turning around, she points the branch at robb like a sword. she closes an eye before making a face at him and laughing. the smile fades as she searches his face. arya cants her head. ]

What is it?

[wolfskin]

[ He shakes his, inspecting the branch she brandishes as a sword. ]

Nothing. [ A lie, one he does not feel well about at all. Yet he is not certain of poisoning the relaxed air they find themselves in with regrets and bitter longings. ]

I wonder how large this forest is. [ He looks up at the trees above their heads. ]

[wolfchild]

[ she thinks he's lying. but arya has lied to him too. he has not pressed, nor will she. ]

It looks big. I went up to the highest tower and had a look around. Mayhaps we can find a map later.

[ she flicks a rock aside with her stick. walking on the balls of her feet, she tries to be as quiet as nymeria. the fallen leaves keep crinkling underfoot. ]

action for the owlery.

[lupinotuum]

[ Remus is just making his way up the steps to the Owlery when he hears Arya's voice and he smiles a little, picking up his pace. Remus had been spending the past few hours with his fellow marauders, traipsing about the castle as though they had never left. While James and Sirius were probably heading back to Gryffindor tower by now, Remus had taken a different route to the Owlery, in hopes that he might see his own owl here. Paradisa had spared very little details it seemed.

When he finally spots her, his smile is wide and he raises a hand in greeting. ]

Thought I'd heard your voice. Hello, Arya.

[wolfchild]

[ girl and raven both look up. while arya smiles, winter caws, "Corn?" she jostles the large white raven and it squawks indignantly at her. ]

Stop asking for everyone for corn! You already had corn! That's rude. Hello.

[ she gets to her feet, letting winter settle on her shoulder. she's still in normal clothes with only the silver-green scarf wound loosely around her neck marking her house. ]

Were you going to send a message?

[lupinotuum]

[ Remus laughs softly, before shaking his head. He takes a brief note of the scarf around her neck and hopes that Slytherin house is a treating her well. ]

No, I was just hoping to see my owl, actually. And I'm afraid I haven't any corn on me, sorry.

[ He gives an apologetic shrug toward the Raven. He has a treat in his pocket, though he's reserving it for his own bird. ]

[wolfchild]

You have an owl? Which is it? What's it's name?

[ she turns around to try to guess which it is. winter ruffles his feathers and asks for corn again. arya ignores him. ]

Forbidden Forest!

[silent_guardian]

[Sandy had heard all of the commotion going on in the castle, all of the confusion by students and teachers alike who remembered that they were not from this world. He, of curse, remembered Paradisa as well as his own world and was well aware that in time they would be returned there so he wasn't worried... yet.

He'd found himself in the Forbidden Forest and had been continually dissuaded from leaving by all manners of creatures. As such he's finally given in to the fact that he's meant to stay in the forest for the duration. He's found plenty of things to do in the meantime, of course... such as making friends with some of the more, shall we say, unique creatures.

Since Arya is so close to Bunnymund it's very likely she can see the little golden man grinning from ear to ear as he holds on to the unicorn's mane as they gallop across the path. What?]

[wolfchild]

[ the sound of shrubbery parting alerted her first. by the time she hears hooves, arya is backing up into robb and pushing him back. but that's—a unicorn!—being ridden—what is that? ]

What was that?

[silent_guardian]

[THAT was one of the Guardians of the Forbidden Forest, young Arya.

The unicorn slows and pulls a slow U-Turn as Sandy notices the pair. They cautiously step back onto the path, the unicorn uneasily regarding them. Sandy, however, grins and waves.]

[wolfskin]

[ ROBB HAS NO IDEA MAN, NO IDEA. He reaches for a sword that is not there, feeling air instead.

Well it is waving, that is... yeah. He's got nothing. ]

Forbidden Forest

[unvarnished]

[please, like August has ever adhered to the rules concerning what is and isn't allowed. Besides, there's something about being surrounded by trees that is very comforting to him. It makes him feel at home; he can't really explain it.

He too is without his robes, but still sticking close to Slytherin colors of silver and green. August leans against a tree. He sees Arya and gives her a little nod. She's on his team so he's on a familiar level with her]

[wolfchild]

[ she smiles, a tiny reflexive thing that she does not feel, and keeps her hand in robb's. before she may have dropped it out of embarrassment that anyone saw. now she only leans closer to her brother.

as an aside to robb, she whispers: ] He doesn't remember anything. [ just to be sure august cannot understand if it carries, she says it in the common tongue of westeros. ]

[unvarnished]

[well it's not Parseltongue but it's still odd. He feels a little awkward with a Gryffindor in the vicinity, even if it is Arya's older brother. Might as well try to be polite]

Hello, Robb. Arya.

[wolfskin]

[ Robb's brow furrows, blue eyes looking from Arya to August. He does not remember? That would explain the stiff posture he sees on him, as if all they had been through together previously no longer existed and the bitter rivalries between his house and August's were a very real thing to him.

The king smiles faintly, fingers squeezing Arya's hand within his own. ]

August.

Forbidden Forest PLACEHOLDEERRR

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[Bunnymund has been living here the past few days, not quite able to get to his journal to check up on people. So when he sees the Starks, he hops on over]

Arya!

EW NO GET OUT

[wolfchild]

Rabbit!

[ she breaks away from robb's side to run to bunny. catch her, bunny bro. ]

NEVER

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[He'll catch her, pulling her into a hug]

So glad I found you. What's going on? This forest is bloody insane. I saw some really weird looking horses.

herbology laaaab

[ino]

[ she knows that there's no class today, but she figures if she's going to be teaching more about these strange plants, it would probably help to start learning about them herself. so she, too, is in the lab, examining a strange plant that changes colors -- when she hears a loud swearing from next door.

at first she's wondering if one of those screaming baby plants somehow got loose, but when she peeks her head in ... ]

... Oh, it's just you.

[wolfchild]

[ arya starts. she shoves everything behind her and out of sight.. ]

Go away!

[ino]

[ okay, if that's not suspicious, she doesn't know what is. she doesn't come closer, but she does put her hands on her hips ]

What are you doing?

Owlery

[whistles_the_blues]

[There's no sound as he approaches, but she might feel a bit of a chill as she's joined by the ghost of Blues.

To be fair, he had grown rather bored of not being able to interact with the physical world, but for the moment he'd take it over being turned human again any day.]

They went on a field trip apparently.

[wolfchild]

[ having seen the ghosts before, she only makes a face at the chill. she has nothing to fear from the dead anyway. winter squawks and hops to her opposite shoulder. "Snow!" he screams. ]

To where?

[whistles_the_blues]

Some village. Never caught the name of it.

[More because he didn't exactly care for what it's name was. he was finding it hard to care for much in this world change, lacking a physical body made it hard for him to keep himself amused.]