fandomhighdorms | Outside the Dorms, Early Morning (before classes)

Wouldn't it figure? One avoids being a crow for too long, and fate will eventually rear its ugly head and remind one that they were still cursed. Taking a morning jog, Setsuna found herself pausing momentarily for a breath underneath a rain gutter, almost precicely at the moment it decided to leak a cold splash of melted overflow on top of her head.

Son of a...

It'd been so long since she'd been subjected to crow form that it took a few attempts to figure out how to fly as a bird again, and even then, it was tiring so she couldn't get very far.

...It was going to be an interesting day...

[[ mostly establishy, but open as well, so long as you're not someone who could understand Crow or knows how to change her back quite yet ]]