Ghost_Rios
Meztli_Izo_13
Ivory Armstrong
Ireland Weaver

Ireland looked at the man who was suppose to be her broom. He didn't find it odd. He smiled and stood up. "Well Zeru and Ivory welcome to our wonderful school." He could understand the excitement to learn. "Mr. Zeru how long have you and Ivory been together as master and broom?" He was curious. This was a first time the broom wasn't a real broom.
Ivory looked at the man in front of her and smiled shyly still on Zeru's arms. Zeru on the other hand was amazed by the question and answered. "Well Im her broom since she was born, even so i raised her. But she is not my last master though." .
