The Howling (party in the DARK FOREST!)

"At least you don't have to wait for me to get you back." she said walking back over to Jeremy

Riley raised a skeptical eyebrow and laid down on the ground, thinking.

What was that sudden burst of anger about..?

She asked herself... Still watching her sister warily.

Walking into the Dark Forest, Azra was a little apprehensive, it was dark and she was by herself. Wandering through the woods for a while, Azra noticed a massive tent in the middle of the woods and frowned. Walking towards it, she noticed that there were people inside of it, so she approached it.

"Um, hi?" she smiled, waving. She didn't know a single person here, but she hoped they wouldn't mind her.

"Huh?"

Riley asked, turning her head around.

Hmm, New student.

She got up and smiled at the girl.

"Hi, I'm riley. And you are?"

A girl in the tent turned to face her and Azra smiled. "Hi Riley, I'm Azra," she replied. "I'm new here," she shrugged.

Being new was hard, she'd gotten lost so many times, but everybody at the school had one thing in common - magic. So she wouldn't be out of place like she was at her old Muggle school.

"Nice to meet you." Riley said, sitting down.

"Are you sorted yet?"

She asked, slightly raising an eyebrow.

"Nice to meet you too," replied Azra, glancing at the floor. The girl took a seat so Azra pulled out the one opposite and slipped into it.

"No, not yet," she frowned. "Where do you go to get sorted. And what house are you in?" she asked.

"You go to the HeadMistress' office of course. And I'm in Abgehenden."

She contemplated the girl for a second before adding, "You look like a Furchtlos to me."

"That's why they told me to go there," replied Azra, biting her lip. She'd gone but there hadn't been a response at the time so she decided that she'd explore and go back the next day.

"That's cool, so what are your traits?" she asked.

"And what are the traits of a Furchtlos?"

"Well, I'm Artistic, fun-loving and easy to get along with." Riley said happily.

"And Furchtlos, well they're fearless, and pretty much are at the head of the pack aside from Schlau."

A small chuckle escaped her lips. "Well that sure sounds like me," she smiled.

The girl looked quite artistic, or her sense of fashion did anyway. Azra did love to be in charge, but she'd never admit to being a bossy boots.