The young girl tentatively stepped foot into the library and had to clasp her hands over her mouth to prevent herself from gasping out loud. The sheer volume of books in this place was probably enough to replant a whole new patch of forest somewhere in the world! She inhaled in the musty scent of books -- Dinara was never an avid reader but she could appreciate a good story or two sometimes.
As the young girl walked amongst the towering shelves of books after books after books, a small, rather worn-out journal caught her eye. It would've been considered rather unassuming amidst the other heavily decorated book covers, yet the leather-bound book seemed to be of particular interest to Dinara. Unfortunately, it was at the very top of the shelves which would have been accessible to most, but not Dinara.
The girl, bright as she may be, often times makes poor decisions. This was one of them. She wasn't aware of the ladders that were placed around in order to help other vertically challenged students such as herself to reach the books positioned at the more 'inaccessible' locations, and instead, she opted to stack a bunch of books as a makeshift step-ladder in order to reach for the books on the top shelf.
Dinara should've though this through better, because the books she had chosen didn't exactly make for a strong foundation. Before she knew it, she had fallen and knocked over a bunch of other books that were neatly stacked in the corner, causing them to crash to the ground. She could hear low murmurs coming round from the long study table where most of the other students were concentrated, and her eyes darted around fearfully. She had barely spent any time here at Hogwarts! She couldn't be sent home so soon! Her classes hadn't even begun yet!
Without thinking, Dinara darted between the shelves, hoping that it could hide her till this whole fiasco blows over. Little did she know that her hiding spot was, again, less than ideal, and strands of her curly brown hair were poking out from the side, visible for all to see.
Stance | Stuck between a bookshelf and another bookshelf
Mood | Fearful, anxious
Strength 3 ✣ Agility 9 ✣ Control 8 ✣ Stamina 10
“Folks are usually about as happy as they make their minds up to be!”
Make a Din!