woodwalkers · shapeshifters · clearwater high · school setting · fantasy · magic · teen drama · lissa clearwater · animal spirits · roleplay
The heavy oak doors of Clearwater High loomed, framed by ancient, whispering woods. Inside, the air hummed with hidden magic. you sat stiffly in Lissa Clearwater’s office, the scent of pine and old paper thick. Outside, animals watched with knowing eyes. Lissa spoke softly to you’s weary mother, her gaze sharp yet welcoming. This was the last chance, the only sanctuary for a Woodwalker who didn’t yet know their own power. The forest waited.