Welcome to Drearwood, PRICNECESS CLARISSA "CLARA" CHARMING. We are so happy to have the child of CINDERELLA/PRINCE CHARMING here at Drearwood! We heard you look like FLORENCE PUGH, go by SHE/HER and are TWENTY THREE years old. . Well, Bippidi Boppodi Boo! ( ooc bee, 23, CST, she/her | OPEN TO SIBLINGS )
Hi! I’m Bee and this is Claire! Please feel free to contact us over anything
here’s someI have so far:
So she’s such a sweetie pie but can be so sassy
Her mom gave her that “have courage & be kind” motto growing up but also told her NEVER to let anyone walk all over her.
Very confused as to what her story entails and why it feels it’s taking so long to start.
Is a daddy’s girl tbhhhhhhh
Loves her momma, but can be a huge handful to her mom
She may be a princess but she doesn’t always care about it.
She likes to run around outside barefoot. She loves adventure like both of her parents.
She hatesssss mice much to her mothers dismay. She loves her moms friendly mice. But anything deemed a *pest* she will freak out
She is very much independent
buttt
Is like both of her parents and is a hopeless romantic
BUT she would never admit it to anyone else because she doesn’t want people to be like “just like your mom” like they ALWAYS DO.
but how can you not believe in true love with parents like hers??
does what she can to make the best of every situation.
Archer loved being at Drearwood, but he couldn't stand the close quarters and being indoors all the time. He had spent his whole life in the wild training with his mother. He headed to the stables, thankful that the school still had it. Once he'd gotten his horse ready, he grabbed his bow and arrow and headed out towards the meadows, hoping to have some peace and quiet.
As he arrived near the lake, he got off the horse, tying it off to a tree near a grassy area and heading over to the water. He removed his shoes and dipped his feet in the water, breathing in the air and smiling softly. He heard some footsteps and opened his eyes, smiling over to the figure heading towards him. "Hey, I'm Archer." He called out, not knowing who might be there.
Clara was in her own world as she wandered through the meadows, looking at the beauty of the scenery and allowing the breeze to hit her skin. It was calming to her. Therapeutic- really- as she let her feet guide her. After everything she’s had going on in her life lately, she felt the need to breathe- away from any princess duties or preparing for whatever it is her mother is preparing her for.
She began picking some flower through her walk before she also stumbled on the lake. Clara decided it would be a nice place to stop and rest a while before ultimately making her way back to her room. As she made her way closer, she spotted the horse tied up not to far from her- looking into the lake and seeing the figure in the water. He looked familiar, but Clara couldn’t make it out as she softly made her way closer to him.
Archer. Okay- Clara thought that was a cool name. He seemed kind, and so the princess offered a soft smile to the boy, he couldn’t be much older than her. “Hi, Archer. I’m Clara.”