Angel Starsong
Angel tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for the teacher to arrive. "They should be here by now..." Angel muttered, glaring. Impatience quickly morphed into boredom, and she began to hum softly, it wasn't one of her Siren Songs, much to her dismay, but Siren Songs weren't allowed in the actual school building, only on the training grounds, pity.
Ashlyn Marks
Ashlyn glared at the boy with the cat, animals deserved to be free, not serving some creature. She let out an annoyed huff, animals enjoyed freedom, she should know, she was a kitsune, a trickster, a prankster, an illusionist, but above all, a free spirit, that was an animal, a free spirit. She turned her attention away from the boy, pets weren't even allowed out of dorms during class time, only passing periods, off periods(for those that had them), lunch and part of training. She ignored this for now, it wasn't her place to tell anyone about it, but she could observe, and mentally judge.
Zayden Blaze
"It's fine, I'm glad you're alright." Zayden said with a kind smile. "How'd you do that? I've never seen anyone with that great of skill with random items." He looked at the catapult with a slight glint of wonder in his eyes, it fascinated him that she'd made such a thing from wire and rubberbands. "So, who are you?" He asked, genuinely curious, he liked meeting new people.
Epsilon Mata
So far, Epsilon's day was proving quite interesting, in both a good and bad way. He sighed, this was not how he'd planned to start a new year at Allorian. He just hoped the teacher's wouldn't be too bad because he wasn't sure if he could that everyday. After class maybe he'd head into town for a little bit, it would be fine, so long as he was back by curfew at 9pm. Ugh! Would the teacher ever get here?! It seemed as if everyone was running late... Bored, he plucked a feather off his wings (ouch!) and watched it shift forms, from a feather to a leathery substance, then to fur, his two forms, Angel and Demon-Cat thing. He honestly wasn't sure what his "monster" form was, it wasn't easily definable... It looked like a cat, sort of, kind of... not really. Heaving a sigh, he placed the feather gently on his desk, apparently, it decided it was alright staying as a feather, thank goodness.
((People, I am so sorry! School has overwhelmed me (curse you language arts!) and I haven't had time to post, I didn't forget about this! Again, sorry))
