Too late. Sunset springs forward, arms outstretched, bracing herself for impact. It's not the most graceful of landings, and Sunset hisses in pain as she collides with the shelf behind her on her way to the floor, but at least the girl is safe. And she miraculously hasn't caused a bookvalanche.
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Too late. Sunset springs forward, arms outstretched, bracing herself for impact. It's not the most graceful of landings, and Sunset hisses in pain as she collides with the shelf behind her on her way to the floor, but at least the girl is safe. And she miraculously hasn't caused a bookvalanche.
"You okay?"