Aine landed nimblely on the front steps of the large school and looked up at its daunting front. The wind picked up strands of her pale pink hair, twisting its natural curls before setting it down again.<br/>Her white ruffled dress looked good with her hair where she had matchng white bows. Her silver staff, the main source of her powers, caught the sunlight making the big blue crystals shimmer. Takig a deep breath she stepped into the school her staff clinking against the floors.<br/>She noticd that the school as rather empty and with a frown began wandering around.<br/>Aine happened across a greenhouse and stepped in. Immediately the comforting smells surrouded her; the musky scent of soil, crisp foliage, and the many budding flowers.