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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Jan 29, 2015 16:24:09 GMT -4
He led them into a classroom filled with dogs of various breeds. "This is our species exclusive class, where we learn about, well, dogs." He explained.
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Post by CrazyFallen on Jan 29, 2015 22:38:35 GMT -4
He nodded following in behind.
Sara walked to her class, as she entered she motice not many people were red foxes. And they occasionally picked on her but she ignored it
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Post by Wolfstar on Jan 30, 2015 3:10:31 GMT -4
"Ok, thank you." Rosie said.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Jan 30, 2015 11:52:05 GMT -4
He nodded and took a seat. Bree was in a flight class. At first some teased her and assumed she would be awful at flying because of her long legs. She proved them wrong. Kara was in a platypus class. She was being taught about what exactly a platypus could and couldn't do. Carson was in a math class.
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Post by Wolfstar on Jan 30, 2015 14:20:32 GMT -4
The siblings took their seat and started listening to the lesson.
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Post by CrazyFallen on Jan 31, 2015 11:08:55 GMT -4
Trent looked up to the teacher and nodded, notifying he understood the lesson.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Jan 31, 2015 12:42:50 GMT -4
The teacher was a large dog. A black English Mastiff. He was teaching about the relationship between domestic dogs and people, and why wild canines such as wolves acted so different.
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Post by CrazyFallen on Feb 1, 2015 3:04:35 GMT -4
Trent had taken a notepad to take notes with and started writing down some facts.
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Post by Wolfstar on Feb 2, 2015 2:35:04 GMT -4
Nichols listened, but kept glancing at his sister as she started taking notes.
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Post by CrazyFallen on Feb 2, 2015 7:42:09 GMT -4
Sara looked around. No one was paying attention except for her. She was about to snap, but she kept her cool.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Feb 2, 2015 8:29:26 GMT -4
Bree had quickly gotten the hang of flight. Kara was splashing around with others of her species.
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Post by Wolfstar on Feb 3, 2015 4:03:30 GMT -4
Nichols was about to sneeze when Rosie held his nose. "I know how you are." She whispered, glaring at him. He replied with a quiet chuckle and his sneeze went away.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Feb 3, 2015 11:31:20 GMT -4
Kia was in her office, in human form, thinking about something.
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Post by CrazyFallen on Feb 4, 2015 7:46:09 GMT -4
After a while Trent had to flip his notes. Then he stopped taking them. And looked over his old ones
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Post by Wolfstar on Feb 4, 2015 11:37:20 GMT -4
Rosie continued taking notes and Nichols continued to listen before he kept glancing at a squirrel outside.
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Post by CrazyFallen on Feb 11, 2015 22:46:02 GMT -4
Trent had soon spoke to Nichols. "This getting boring..."
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Feb 12, 2015 20:20:26 GMT -4
The teacher was about to say something when a small shudder passed through the building. Kia felt this and lifted her gaze, surprised. She walked quickly out of the room, shifting back into the shining white wolf.
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Post by CrazyFallen on Feb 13, 2015 20:19:12 GMT -4
Sara lifted her ears. She was the only one who noticed in her class.
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Post by Wolfstar on Feb 17, 2015 5:33:30 GMT -4
Nichols nodded, "Yeah...I want to run around and play.." Rosie stiffened when she felt it and looked around, she was on edge. "Did you two...feel that?" She asked Nichols and Trent.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Feb 17, 2015 12:33:27 GMT -4
Kia bounded to the entrance of the stone building and slowed as she neared it. She found a young man waiting there, looking to be around 17 to 20, and tilted her head, confused. He had messy jet-black hair and eyes that appeared to change colours every few seconds, first a striking green, fading to a deep scarlet, shifting abruptly to a neon blue, and continuing on. They glittered with amusement as the man chuckled and spoke a view words in another language. Kia gave him an odd look, then responded in the same tongue. He chuckled, shrugging. Then he murmured something else, crossing his arms. Kia rolled her eyes and beckoned for him to enter.
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