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Dragon Academy RP
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Dragon Academy RP"Welcome students, please take a seat, anywhere is fine." The earth dragon spoke, upon noticing Students wondering what they were supposed to do.
Araceli sat down near the front of the cave, looking around this.. massive cave


Diamond dorm had been... interesting. While he had claimed one of the lower bunks just out of safety and for his own peace of mind, it had been quite empty for lack of a better word. He was sure it was beautiful but by virtue of being blind, he couldn't tell. The announcement coming out of nowhere had him warbling in fright as he looked around to try and see where the voice was coming from. The announcement itself only had his glimmering gems dulling even more as the dragon trembled at the implications of such a ceremony.
Regardless, a teacher knocked on the door and helped lead Pitaya out towards the Great Hall. It was almost embarrassing to have to enlist the help of a teacher for such a mundane task but as soon as he was led to a seat within the hall fairly removed from the others, Pitaya relaxed. Curling up, he braced himself for the flood of information that would undoubtedly follow as more and more dragons filled up the hall with their vibrations and chatter, each sound overwhelming his senses.

•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•
Halu trailed behind the large crowd, arriving arguably late to the ceremony, even if it hadn’t quite started yet. The number of dragons everywhere was astonishing, the sheer size of the Hall even more breathtaking, but the noise grew so tumultuous that Halu had to resist the urge to wrap his tail around his ears. Trying not to get anxious from all the dragons and their clamor, he found a seat a little off to the side and settled there, uncomfortably twisting himself around the luggage he never dropped off at the dorm he never found. Once again, he began melting into the shadows, but his eyes glowed brightly under the cave light.

On her way to the hall, she was rammed into by a smaller dragon. She turned to see a dark, yet sparkly dragon, looking apologetically at her.
Illusionist was speeding through the crowd when he unexpectedly hit a wall of red and white fur. It turned out to be one of the dragons he'd glimpsed among the others on the way to his form. He remebered her colors, but not her face. The dragon had oddly fox-like ears, and a fluffy hairstyle, and golden eyes. She was mainly white, with a mane along her back that faded into a red toward the base of her tail, feathered wings, and a tufted tail, with stripes of shades of red on it and her legs, from what he could see. Most notably was the black and white fox casually riding on her back. The creature stared calmly at him. Weird, foxes were normally skittish around dragons, maybe this was her pet or something? He didn't know, but foxes were an exotic pet from what he had heard. And rats were better, in his opinion.
She turned to look at him, and he ducked his head apologetically at her. "'Scuse me." He mumbled, heading past her to the ceremony, he faintly heard a quick response from the other dragon, and soon heard her pawsteps behind him. He soon joined the other dragons, sitting somewhere random since he had no friends yet.

Flinching at the unexpected voice so close to him, Pitaya whipped around and only received a jumbled image of what he assumed was the dragon he had talked to a few times already. "Ah... uh... It's loud. Too loud. But I think I'm okay." He mumbled, trying his best not to flinch when a loud peal of laughter shook the room. The vibrations running through the floor was giving him too much information at once and even if he closed his cloudy eyes it wouldn't help chase the images away. Instead he turned to Aether and tried his best to smile, though it came off more like a grimace
"So how are you settling in?" He ventured meekly, figuring that it was rude to not at least try and make niceties with someone he had run into multiple times.

•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•