Mo wasn't moping. Expecting to make the house team in her first year was ridiculous. There were older students with more experience and they deserved the spots. It was that simple.

It still sucked.

And so maybe she was pouting just a little bit. But she would get over it, and she would enjoy Flying Club and Club Quidditch for the time being. Those would also both be good practice for when she could tryout again. At least she had plenty of time to get used to being at school and being in a different house than Stella and Regina. She had Kaat in her house and plenty of built-in friends. This year was going to be great, despite not making the house team, she was determined.

The frustrated energy had her throwing rocks into the lake down by the boathouse. With classes just over for the day, she needed a break before she settled into some homework and dinner. Mo enjoyed being outside to stay cooped up straight through without some sort of fresh air, if not any sunshine on this particularly grey day. She could have gone for a lap or forty around the pitch, but wasn't in the mood. This was as good of an outlet as any. The more she threw and her arm grew tired, she slowed, instead pausing to look for skipping rocks. This was exactly what she'd needed.

Meandering down the banks of the lake, she picked up a few good stones and tucked them in her pocket. Looking down as she was, she almost didn't see Sinnet until she'd nearly smacked into him. "Sorry, was looking for skipping stones." She passed him a cheerful smile, despite her previously sour mood. He was a little weird, but that never bothered her.