The young second year sat on one of the cushioned seats and leaned over a book. It was thick and had a few complicated words that he assumed had to do with animals or creatures. He wondered if he could ask Moffy about those words later? He must have learned those words, not only because he was smart and an adult but also because he spend a lot of time with creatures and studied about them. So the chances were high, that he could help him with those words. He wondered what dometic...- dome- domestication meant for example. It sounded like such a big and smart word and it was mentioned a lot. There was written that many wizards fail at domesticating more dangerous creatures, so Alan was pretty sure it must mean patting them. He wished he could domesticate the bigger creatures and wondered if the feathers of an occamy were as soft as they looked like.
He sat there whispering some of the tougher words, as if reading them out loud could make him understand them all of a sudden. It did not help, but at he continued without even noticing, his voice as quiet as it could be; a hushed whisper. But when he reached out to flip the page, he knocked over his ink jar and nearly screeched as he tried to stop the ink from spreading and damaging the book and uniform. He had to cage the ink with his hand to stop it from spilling over the table onto the ground as he looked around for someone. ”D-does anyone have a tissue really quick?”, he asked in a slightly panicked voice.
Sta 11 / Ev 8 / Str 2 / Wis 5 / Arc 9 / Acc 5 || Trunk || Font #ab7373 || Believe in yourself