16 Aug 2025, 22:21
Night Terrors  PV| Summer Camp Tent 
It appeared to be alive.
The Magical Menagerie tent that was.

Like the night sky, its figure appeared almost menacing. Eyes closed, head on its sharp-clawed paws as it breathed a sound slumber; only the bravest would dare venture close enough to find the tent's entrance, which hid between the creature's front paws.

The belly of the beast would come into view, and four students would step inside, calling it home for the rest of their summer.

Two members appeared to have a scheme planned.

Greta and Felix, Durmstrang's sweetheart couple, would find themselves sharing the cabin with their lowerclassmen, Boram and Arno. What magnificent luck they had... perhaps they would have the tent to themselves as the two spawns of mischief ran amok. Or not.

After all, Durmstrang was known for its unpredictability.

The tent, otherwise deemed impossible to a Muggle's mind, gave a great living space for the four students. Oohs and ahs would be heard from the girl whose hair appeared to burn like the blinding sun outside. Eyes looking up at what should have been the top of the tent, but instead mirrored the sky outside their tent like a convertible.

"Я мог бы привыкнуть к этому... I could get used to this..." Nodding to herself as she muttered beneath her breath, mentally deciding the tent to be adequate enough to house her. Boram's steps would thud on the dark wooden floor as she walked around the center round table, whose carvings appeared to play tricks, and set stood by one of the beds. "Я претендую на эту кровать! I claim this bed!"

All the beds were unique, some tall, others short. They all ranged with distinct features: feathery, golden, shiny, scaly, rustic, or even soft and elegant. Arranged in a circle that would almost tempt even the most serious student to jump from bed to bed in a full circle.

Bedding Descriptions:
Reducio
There is one that might mimic the nest of a Phoenix - circular, and surrounded by soft red and golden feathers, it looks cozy and warm. Sometimes, small harmless sparks fly up from the feathers and wink out again.

Another one is reminiscent of a Thunderbird roost - elevated above the others, it's outfitted with stormy blue blankets, and there seems to be a faint crackling sound in the air surrounding it.

Further down is a little Niffler burrow - a plush nook lined with cushions, and scattered with golden coins (that will disappear if you try to take them with you).

A bed with a frame made of woven twigs and downy feathers looks like a Hippogriff nest, offering a perch-like headrest inviting you to lounge regally.

It's flanked by a cozy alcove with green silk sheets that shimmer like scales, and pillows that will always feel cool. A Basilisk's home, perhaps?

It's opposite to a bed surrounded by moss and flowers which give off a soft glow which dims when the owner is about to sleep. It looks like the perfect resting place for a Unicorn.

Another bed is really a hammock - woven of the finest, softest white silk, it looks like a cocoon... is there perhaps an Acromantula lurking nearby?

Finally, there is a bed with shimmering blue-green bedding, rippling, as if there might be a Kelpie surfacing from its depths any moment.

━━━━━━━━━━━━
Image
Cabin Members: @Arno Dorian@Margarethe Fransson@Felix Kolbeck
━━━━━━━━━━━━

Boram Borisova
Где то́нко — там и рвётсяxxxxxxx
Where it's thin, it breaksxxxxxxx
Park Nabi