june found herself to be the youngest member of the amnesty lodge and for the most part she was okay with that. she wasn’t supernatural or magical within herself, no, she was perfectly, normally human. however, she was a human who had a bit too close of a brush with sylvain and the things that lied with the gate. her father had died and orphaned, she found a home in the lodge. ( she didn’t like to think about it very much, something she had only really talked to mama about. maybe barkley on occasion. )
she was currently curled up by the fire that morning with a book in her hands, a mystery novel she had read plenty of times as a kid. she looked up in time to see the newest member of the lodge walk into the room. with a small smile, june waved to her. @spellslung // starter call!!
