Wendy Foote

Wendy was in the courtyard of the Manor, enjoying her free time with no matches to participate in. Her weather instruments and instruments were on a bench that adorned the patio, the girl staring intently at the gray sky and its clouds, the same sky, which despite it being midday, gave the feeling that night would soon fall, Wendy occasionally noted what she observed; she was more than sure that a storm was coming and wanted to wrote down as much as she could about it, both to study it and to be able to eventually replicate it in her experiments. Her brow was slightly furrowed with concentration, but her face still looked serious, as it normally would.