Blowing off steam (Open)

David couldn't believe it, first class of stealth and tracking, and he had already failed. He was both glad and pissed. He was glad that he did not have to deal with the idiot of a professor, but was pissed that he had failed for NO reason. It didn't help he was tired from sleepless nights.

He was now running in a forest in England, as his lion. A roar escaped his lips at his frustration. He had supplied answers when others hadn't, he had done everything right, yet he still failed. Hopefully the ministry knew how much of an idiot the professor really was, and was not going to fire him. At least THEY knew he had a good record, and unlike many applying, he had seen dark magic first hand. Had fought it.

It was because of him many young children had survived the Lugarmago attack, and it was due to his aid that a lot of students survived the quidditch turmoil.

he knew there was something that didn;t add up about Clement, and he was going to find out.

With another roar he picked up his pace.

Brooke had always enjoyed talking long walks near and around her home. It provided her some time alone, and she was desperately looking for some. Christmas and her birthday celebration had gone well, but school was just around the corner and she was dreading having to go back. Moving towards the forest that lay to the left of her family's estate, she sighed, wondering how she was going to get through the upcoming school term.

The forest was not unfamiliar to her, and she knew by heart its layout. As she walked slowly through the trees, moving in and out of dense trees and clearings, her ears picked up the sound of a roar. It sounded like a lion, but she knew there were no such animals in that area, and it piked her interest. Following the direction it originated from, she removed her wand, keeping it outstretched and ready to cast a spell.

Another roar echoed around the place and Brooke knew whatever had made it was coming straight for her. So, instead of continuing, she stopped, and waited. A few moments later, she saw a figure approach, and she took a step forward to greet it. A fairly large lion was charging towards her, but she wasn't afraid, knowing it had to be a person. "Who are you?" she asked loudly and clearly, her wand firmly fixed on the shape of the animal.