 49% Dalmatian | | 51% Human
The fifth year walked up with a bit of relief. This year wasn't starting off very well, her siblings seemed to be better off at getting friends... and had managed to leave their oldest sister alone again. She gave a quiet sigh and sat on one of the bales of hay glancing around at the other students.
Maybe she should try to interact with some of them... but most of them seemed caught up with their other friends and she didn't want to be a bother or disturb them. So maybe sitting in her lonesome was in the best... and enjoy her pity party of being the only Livingston apparently incapable of making friends. |