(each day lasts AT LEAST a week)
you just got an invitation to a school you never heard about yesterday and decided to join (lol-)
You arrive at the entrance of a huge palace-looking school on floating island miles above the ground and away from your home. It's sunny outside, a few clouds, and a chill breeze sends shivers down your spine.
YOU ARE READING
Under the Moonlight- wof rp (OPEN)
WerewolfWings of Fire rp. Animus magic has been gone for centuries. Magic has been gone for centuries. A hidden school was made by the last ever magic dweller, Nightmare, a pitch-black animus Nightwing with red eyes. As magic was beginning to lose its way...
