((Yes, I did.))

Sam circled in the sky on Lady Lucie, twirling and dancing in the sky. He peered down at everyone and noticed Kevi was in a huff. I wonder why? He flew down, landed in the courtyard, then ran up to Kevi. "What's wrong?" He asked.

((Sam seriously doesn't know what he did worng. Xp))

((o_o  I couldn't stay away.  xD  Though I usually fail at RPs that aren't privet.  o3o

But this one seems too awesome to stay away from.~  8D

So.. I can join, right?  o3o  Since it would be a bit awkward if I couldn't))

((Mmkay.  o3o  *Squish hugs Zenwolf*

First I want to Rmail Whatevs some ideas for creatures though.  o3o  My head is full of weird and crazy things.  xD)) 

((Sorry guys, I was grounded XD Failing a cl*censored* :O))

Kevi huffed and sat on the creaking bench behind her. "Nothing" she growled, obviously lying. She crossed her arms and  scanned the area for Mars, who was obviously missing.

"It's not even just you," Kevi snapped, "I can't believe you're so- so oblivious to not see what I'm really going through at the moment!" she hissed moodily. "You think it's alright to just fly off on your dragon, completely leaving me stranded to be picked on by this guy, and I don't even know who he is! He just barges over and talks to me like I'm a piece of dirt and then walks away with every intention to make my life miserable!" Kevi ranted. She uncrossed her arms and rested her elbows on her knees. "If you think I'm crazy now because, here I am, having a mental breakdown right in front of you because you went for a ride on your dragon and some guy wanted to talk to me for no obvious reason," she sank her head into her hands, rubbing her temples. "Go ahead and leave now"

Alek peered into the CHE clas.sroom. It wasn't very well-kept most of the time, but today was special, and the various exotic trophies that hung on the walls were dusted very carefully. He recognized the dark shape of a psygir, posed in the corner, and gasped, gazzing at it nervously. He drew a few steps closer before realizing  that it was already dead, stuffed and posed for the clas.sroom. "Miss Quence?" he called. He was the only student in this clas.s at the moment, but he was sure that she'd let Kazumi join if he asked.

Kazumi walked in with him as she looked around the clas.sroom.

((fail))

((Ri- I added you to the list *wink* How about you're doing an independent study with Miss Sharp -my charrie- about collecting, breeding and selling Dragines?))

Kevi stared after Sam regretfully, wishing he'd come back. She touched the flower iin her hair gently and tugged it out. It flopped in her hand sadly, and she let it float to the ground like a feather. She stood up and walked into her cabin room, shutting the door behind her before collapsing on the bed with a frustrated groan.

"Miss Quence?" Alek repeated, "Are you here?"

((8D Sounds cool.  <3))

Ribunny ran her hand down the back of the cat-like creature in her lap.  The black spines folded backwards as her hand went past them, then popped back up as she continued down it's back.  The creature was a Dragine, the only Dragine in the school.  Though Dragines weren't that rare, most people didn't know about them, or they did know about them, but never seen them or knew what they were called.

Ribunny looked down at the Dragine, she was purring contently.  The color of her scales was a bit like a bombay cat's coloration, which meant that maybe that breed of cat was mixed in at one point.  Ribunny sighed impatiently, "Wicked, do you know what time it is?"  She asked the Dragine as if it was another human being.

Wicked's purring stopped abruptly and opened one of her yellow-green eyes, and the snake-like pupil slid up to Ribunny, looking her directly in the eye.

"..Right, I didn't think you'd know either."

((o3o  What Ribunny is waiting for is Miss Sharp for the independent study thing.  I don't really know what else to do, and I can edit if it's not acceptable.  <3))

((full- you need to reply with Miss Quence. -_- She's your charrie))

Miss Sharp slid through the door and smiled at Ribunny. "Another year of wonderfullness" she chirped, stroking he Dragine. "How is Wicked today Ribunny?" she said. Her own dragine had a strange name: Mischief Managed. He was a Siamese dragine, pure of breed, (the first few dragines created were Siamese, Russian blue and simple orange tabby). Mischief stepped into the room behind his master, his tiny wings fluttering slightly to keep his light balance. He had abnormally long legs, promoting fast running, but demoting any sort of flight. He coughed up a tiny ember and purred proudly at it before Miss Sharp stomped it out before it could burn into the carpet.

"She's fine."  Ribunny replied, smiling at Miss Sharp.  "She's been a bit tired lately though, but that might just be because she's lazy."  She chuckled a little, patting Wicked's head.

Wicked growled a little, as if she understood what Ribunny had said about her, which she probably did.  She shook Ribunny's hand off of her head, and jumped off her lap and landed gracefully on the floor, fluttering her wings a little just before she hit the ground to keep her balance.  She then pranced up to Mischief, purring out a greeting. 

Mischief sat down and licked his paw with a fearsome forked tongue. Maybe this dragine wasn't a pure breed after all, being slightly more dragon then any cat. His bright blue snake eyes bored into Wicked's and he made a lizard-like sound in reply to the purr. Dragons never could purr. His reptilian tail curled around his paws, and the spines on his back barbed backwards, daring anything to attack him from behind. "You are ready for clas.s?" he hissed to Wicked, for humans could not understand the strange hisses and growls that dragines used to communicate.

"It's only natural," Miss sharp replied with a smile. "Dragines are very condescending breeds. Cats act royal enough without dragon blood in them."