Allie was wearing a black shirt and black cullottes she looked rather emo that particular day. She wore a hat that kept her eyes out of view. She looked at the sky, rain fell around her. At first look a person would think she was a angry type of person but they didn't know she was smiling lightly at the rain at first glance. She sighed, she had been going to the academy for a while everything was so lonesome. She knew she was particularly new to SA but she also knew she wasn't the type to become friends instantly. She wasn't open to people, she was closed or cracked but never open.
She gazed at the forest deciding to walk in, she soon lost her good cheery mood remembering a 'friend' she had who left her. She sighed tugging her hat down a bit more so she wouldn't be discovered or have to talk to a person. She was glad it wasn't a thunderstorm or she'd probably have ran back to the nearest shelter and hid. She wasn't good with lightning, she did have the power of wind, but in a time like that she probably wouldn't be thinking logically.
She let the rain fall against her skin, she liked how cool and refreshing the rain felt. Even more so how just standing in the cold rain could ease one's emotional suffering. She wondered if she should just go to town and busy herself with something. But she wasn't in the shopping for electronics or movie mood. She sighed sitting against a tree letting the rain just run down her skin and slowly drench her clothes.
She wasn't depressed but she wasn't happy. She was in a inbetween mood, not in the mood to dance in the rain. And not in the mood to cry in it.
She gazed at the forest deciding to walk in, she soon lost her good cheery mood remembering a 'friend' she had who left her. She sighed tugging her hat down a bit more so she wouldn't be discovered or have to talk to a person. She was glad it wasn't a thunderstorm or she'd probably have ran back to the nearest shelter and hid. She wasn't good with lightning, she did have the power of wind, but in a time like that she probably wouldn't be thinking logically.
She let the rain fall against her skin, she liked how cool and refreshing the rain felt. Even more so how just standing in the cold rain could ease one's emotional suffering. She wondered if she should just go to town and busy herself with something. But she wasn't in the shopping for electronics or movie mood. She sighed sitting against a tree letting the rain just run down her skin and slowly drench her clothes.
She wasn't depressed but she wasn't happy. She was in a inbetween mood, not in the mood to dance in the rain. And not in the mood to cry in it.