Can I have a seat?

Azrali walked along the train's "hall". Most of the compartments were full as she glanced into them. She was excited to be heading to Hogwarts. As an eleven year old, it was probably the most exciting thing she could do. Well... besides visiting her brother at the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary in Romania. She thought back to this previous summer and how her family couldn't risk taking the annual trip to Romania to live in the summer home where her brother resided. Her parents had told her it would be too dangerous with the Anti-Magic AND Anti-Muggle riots that were breaking out in Romania now. She worried for her brother and the Dragons in the Sanctuary constantly. What if the muggles found the RDS?

She shoved her hair back with her fingers, combing through some tangles as she did. She glanced down at her dog, Argos, only a year old now. He jumped and nipped at her fingers, making her laugh. She patted his head and scratched behind his ear.

"Come on you little bugger, help me find a compartment." she laughed and finally found a compartment with only one person in it. She knocked on the door and opened it up,

"Aye, ya mind if I join you?" She asked looking at the person.

Aireon looked up, startled. He'd been contemplating his life while stroking his owl, Pyrons. He looked at the girl. She was no doubt a first year. He smiled. He motioned to the seat across from him.

"Be my guest," he said. Pyrons hooted in, to Aireon, an approving tone.

"Thanks!" Azrali smiled, scratched the back of her neck and laughed lightly, sitting down across from him. She watched the owl lightly, he was a very pretty owl. Argos sniffed at him before jumping up and curling up on the seat with her.

"Most the other compartments were full." She shoved her hand out in front of her, confidently, "The name's Azrali Dancescu, call me Az or Azra." Her cocky smile was plastered on her face. "This is Argos."

(OOC: Dancescu is Romanian, pronounced Dawn-Chess-Que)