Ilvermorny

Walking through the courtyard, come the end of the evening, Cian was making his leisurely way back to the Pukwudgie dorms. Around, perhaps even through path permitting, he strolled through the gardens. Walking along the razor fine edge of pathways he made a dramatic effort to keep his balance along it, though he really needn't of considering the floor was flat in most places and barely raised in others.

I'm king of the world, may have been something to shout at such a time but he wasn't totally feeling it if he was to be honest.

Sometimes, often times, the quiet night stroll was really what was needed...

Day 3: After the Dance | Stealth vs Average: 2eA+2eD 0 successes