- Messages
- 5,375
- OOC First Name
- Rowan
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Amber) (Pansexual
- Wand
- Knotted 12 Inch Flexible Pine Wand with Fwooper Feather Core and 6'5" Sturdy Carved Walnut Staff With Phoenix Tail Feather Core
- Age
- 3/2030 (32)
The volume of conversation and volume of people bustling through the palace as Ainsley was placed in her house and told where her new room was had been beyond overwhelming, and after a restless night (how on earth was she supposed to sleep with other people in the same room?!) Ainsley took the very first chance she could to escape, hurrying outdoors and far away from the palace and its noise and crowding. She had never seen so many people together in her life, and the thought of spending the next seven years surrounded by them was enough to waver the draw of magic slightly, and make Ainsley wonder if she wouldn't be better off back at home.
Glancing at the forest and making a mental note to explore it when she was in a better frame of mind, (she had been far too distracted during the sorting to pay any attention to any speeches in which anyone might have told her anything discouraging such thoughts,) Ainsley plopped herself down in a patch of flowers, staring almost through her hands as she began making daisy chains and allowing her mind to decompress from the rush of people and noise and new situations. The soft sounds of nature and feel of flowers in her hands soothed her, and for the first time since leaving her home, the tension Ainsley didn't even realise she had been carrying began to melt, and a few unnoticed tears of relief and stress and exhaustion trickled down her cheeks.
Glancing at the forest and making a mental note to explore it when she was in a better frame of mind, (she had been far too distracted during the sorting to pay any attention to any speeches in which anyone might have told her anything discouraging such thoughts,) Ainsley plopped herself down in a patch of flowers, staring almost through her hands as she began making daisy chains and allowing her mind to decompress from the rush of people and noise and new situations. The soft sounds of nature and feel of flowers in her hands soothed her, and for the first time since leaving her home, the tension Ainsley didn't even realise she had been carrying began to melt, and a few unnoticed tears of relief and stress and exhaustion trickled down her cheeks.