Hey my name is Merlyn Traguzzgavganovvish. I'm 11 and I live in the woods alone. I'm half human half i don't know what. The only thing I know about my other half is that I can eat raw meat which is quite useful when you don't know how to make a fire and you are living alone. Have I mentioned I am alone? Because my parents left me here and no i'm not angry or anything i'm just sooooooooo booooooooorrrrrreeeeeeedddddd and thats about it for my introduction, what about you owly?
"hoot" the owl answered back with a glare
"What?! How are you still mad because of that it was an accident!"
"h o o t ?" The owl answered still glaring at the brightly red haired girl making her squirm under its gaze.
"Ok maybe not but you scared me" She answered meekly. "hoot" the owl said once more this time dismissively as he assessed the girl in front of him. It had dropped the letters of many children yet this child was unique in some way and it couldn't tell why. It squinted its eyes and analyzed her closely comparing her to other human children. Hair? check. Fur? not check? that was weird but that wasn't what shocked the bird so it looked closer still. Small beak? Check Mouth? Check Ears? Check Bright yellow slightly glow in the dark eyes with slit pupils looking at it expectingly? Check Le- Aha the bird thought, this child does not have the same eyes as the others and after thinking about it for a while it came to a conclusion.
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"hoot" and it flew off pecked the girl on the head on the way for good measure hoping to never see her again. "Hey what the hell? Owwwwwww FUCKING HELL THAT HURTS YOU STUPID FUCKING BIRDDDDDDD" as she screamed her eyes turned slightly red and glowed harder and a huge burst of fire came from her mouth attempting to roast the mere insect that had dared hurt its nob- the fire had burned away the vines holding up an old dead tree and it fell on top of her knocking her out with the tree still on top of her.
While this was happening a cat sat up straight and slowly transformed into a dignified, strict looking old woman. The woman approached the door and knocked. When the door opened she spoke respectfully. "Good afternoon, you are the Grangers yes? Then I trust you have received a letter concerning my visit regarding your daughters future?"