Signer pushed open the doors to Vaughn's Library, sighing at how much energy it took. She hadn't been off to the Woods hunting in a long while, for fear of the monster who had origianlly taken her away. Signer had confined herself to her dorm room, only getting out to eat, walk around the campus, and paint. Signer knew she would have to eventually get back to her classes so decided that she would spend the afternoon in the Library, catching up in her studies. Something her father had made her promise before he dropped her off at the Academy's door: her priority would be her studies... nothing else. Her footsteps echoed throughout the floor and she made her way deeper into the high, high bookshelves.
The library made Signer slightly calmer. Her hand ran along the spines of the books, some new and crisp, others worn and old. Signer loved the old books the best. She pulled out one and blew off specks of dust. Smiling, she cluctched the book to her chest and walked to one of the tables, her long, white skirt fluttering around her. The coyote shapeshifter's book was on proper hunting technique, something she knew she lacked. She looked around her for a seat.
"O-oh!" Signer gasped as her foot caught on a loose tile. The shapeshifter fell on her side, and her book skittered away. How embarassing. "I-I'm sorry," She whispered to no one in particular and scrambled up so she was sitting. Signer placed a hand on her head and felt for any bumps. No injuries.