Rust happily ate the bread. Rockelle seemed suprised. "Er- um- . . . Rust you never listen to me." Rust paused to make a small screeching noise in response to Rockelles statement. "I'm just going to assume that was some sort of snappy response in whatever your language is . . ." Rust barely took notice of the other dragon, but seemed to eat less of what she probably would have.

"Cool, a Bone Knapper..." Emmie said a little way aways from them. She was loud enough for them to hear, yet somehow still quiet. Lills nudged her slightly once again.

Rockelle lets go of Rusts wing. "So . . . er, whos bread is my dragon eating?" Rust makes a small noise similar to laughing and Rockelle lightly pushes Rusts side.

Seelo could smell the sweet smell of baked bread, and it was obvious that Buster could also smell the sweet smell. Buster's head shot straight up, his ears pointed up as well, looking straight towards the source of the smell. Seelo followed Buster's gaze, and laid his eyes upon a group of dragon trainers he didn't really know. He had seen a couple of them, but didn't really know them, "Calm down, Buster." Seelo whispered, as Buster rose from his lazy position, his eyes wide open, and his tongue licking his lips.

Invisible, Phantom watched Bael search the area for him. He was about to fly off and knock his rider to the ground in a playful gesture when a dull thud caught his attention. He turned his head in the direction of the sound and found a group of riders and dragons huddled around a spilled assortment of bread. Phantom licked his scaly lips before climbing down from the ceiling and making his way to the bread. There was already another dragon enjoying themselves and he figured he might as well join. Phantom returned to his normal pigmentation and made himself known, bending his neck to scoop a small oval loaf into his mouth. He was oblivious to Bael's calling, focusing enjoying his first meal of the day. Not as good as sheep, but it'll make due.

Bael ran to Phantom's side, having dropped the mace at the center of the arena. "Hey!" he exclaimed, lightly pushing Phantom's side. It didn't even make a budge. "Typical," he started with a hint of a chuckle. "Abandon me for your stomach."

Phantom stopped what he was doing, turned to Bael, and nodded, spitting some of the mashed up bread at his face.

Bael dropped his expression and stared back at his dragon, not amused in the slighest. "Thank you..."

"nice to see everyone's still got a big of an appatite as ususal" Val sighed and grabed one of the larger rolls, ripping chunks off it and stuffing them in to his mouth. "so, I found a few interesting things out today. want me to let you know or should I finish testing them before I tell you guys?" He asked. Looking up at them, still flipping through his notebook with one hand. "Oh, also, anyone know what gobber is up to today?"

Lillian had arrived at the school but had not met anyone as of yet. Her dragon, Rainier was outside somewhere and most likely flying as high as he could go, was far more handsome than any other one that she had ever seen. Now that her room was clean, Lillian was ready to go outside to see what everyone was doing. She also wanted to see Rainier.

Lillian walked out to the training grounds and saw that many if not all the students were out already. She made a mental note to be up earlier tomorrow.

"Rainier! Where are you?" she called out.

A small mood dragon landed behind her and then walked up to Lillian as she searched the skies for her new friend. Carefully, Rainier laid his head on her shoulder.
"Good morning to you, Rainier. I see that other students were out way before I was. I hope that you had a bite to eat and a good warm up for I do not know what is going to happen today." Lillian spoke softly as she hugged her rainbow colored friend.

"It's Sig's bread." Terra said softly, rolling her eyes. She stood close to Nike. She didn't like all the people close to her.

Siegfreid now wiped off a piece of bread and handed it to terra in hopes she'd take it. "oh yeah here, this one's not nearly as dirty as the others so go ahead" he joked in hopes she would take, only to have his dragon snatch half and guzzle it down fast as the boy gave him a look of defeat. "well.... the offer still somewhat stands heheheheh" he said in hopes she'd at least enjoy the gesture.

Emmie saw the other dragons eating the bread, and so had Lills. She looked at Emmie with beady eyes. "Alright, fine, go ahead." she said, and Lills walked over to where the bread and dragons were and began to eat.
Emmie walked over to the group, and lighlty sighed. She guessed they hadn't noticed her before. She felt like the most unvikingly of all vikings ever. Smaller than most teen vikings and with a soft name.

With a sudden burst of speed, Buster shot up from his position, and bounded over to the gathering of dragons and trainer. A determined look graced Buster's face, his tongue slightly poking out from his lips, obviously driven by gluttony. Shortly behind Buster was Seelo, who tried his best to keep up with the bounding ball of muscle and fat, "Buster! What are you doing?!" Seelo called out, hoping to slow Buster down with his yelling, but to no avail. Buster eventually made it to the small gathering, and planted himself firmly in front of the bread. Almost like a dog, Buster sat his hind end down, while presenting his front. Tongue comically hanging out from his mouth, Buster looked longingly at the bread, and just before he was about to dive his head in, Seelo wrapped both arms around Buster's neck, jumping onto the back of the dragon, "You can't just do this, Buster!" Seelo called out, in a strained tone, holding back the dragon's tree trunk sized neck by only the smallest of margins, "It's not ours! We have to ask first!"

Busters quest to eat the bread had pushed Rust back from the pile. Rust growled, "No fighting on the first day." said Rockelle, She looked over at the dragon causing Rusts annoyance. She looked at Seelo, "What types this one then?"

The growl caused Buster to tense up, turning his head to face Rush. While Buster issued no growl of his own, he kept his gaze towards the impressive looking Bone Knapper. Seelo's relaxed his hold on Buster's neck, gently placing himself on the ground beside his dragon, in order to respond properly to the boy that had addressed him. As he turned to look at the boy, in took Seelo a couple of silent moments to realize the boy was in fact a girl. Seelo cleared his throat, before finally addressing the girl, "This big boy here is a basic brown." Seelo said, his voice carrying a degree of pride, as he turned slightly around, patting Buster's flank. Buster seemed unphased by the slight pat, keeping his attention on the Bone Knapper, "Sorry about the fuss, Buster has a nose for food, and can't help himself." Seelo added, sheepishly, as he turned back around. Seelo glanced at the girl's dragon, recognizing it instantly as a Bone Knapper, "That's an impressive Bone Knapper you have there!" Seelo remarked, more proud of himself for actually recognizing the breed, than actually admiring the dragon.

"Hah, it's actually smaller then most of its kind. Most of 'em average about 7 meters tall, Rust here's about 5." Rust stopped growling and took a closer look at Buster. "And mine does too, I can't keep control of her." Rockelle gave a slightly irritated look towards Rust.

"You guys really need to learn to control your dragons then..." Emmie said. Was that the thing that was unique? Sigh, she still didn't know, probably wouldn't for quite a long time too.

Seelo gave a small smile as Rockelle talked about her Bone Knapper, "That's funny, because Buster here is a good bit larger, and taller, than other Basic Browns." Seelo replied, turning back to look at his dragon, whom was still standing as solid as a statue, trying his best to take on an intimidating stance against Rust. Another voice soon joined the conversation, poking at how little control the trainers had over their dragons at times. Seelo shifted his gaze to where the voice came from, "It's not about controlling them." Seelo said, proudly. 'Training' was a rough word for Seelo. He always thought it was demeaning, placing dragons on the same level as household pets. He preferred the word 'bonding', over 'training', "You can't change a dragons nature, no more than you can change the weather." Seelo added, his smile replaced by a semi-serious visage. After a moment of letting his words hang in the air, Seelo turned back to the girl he had met before, "My name is Seelo, by the way." Seelo outstretched a scarred hand towards the girl, in order to formally introduce himself.

"Oh, uh, sorry...I'm, er, Emmie." she said, taking his hand and shaking it. Once again, she was downed. Why had she even talked in the first place? What made her think she could actually talk to them? "It's cool that you have a Bone Knapper..." she said to the other girl, whom she thought had been a boy for a second.

"Thanks? . . ." She looked up at Rust glaring at the basic brown. "No fighting." She whispered to RUst.

Seelo smiled, as Emmie returned his hand shake, "Nice to meet you." Seelo said, turning to the other girl he had just met. However, Buster finally had had enough. Just as Seelo turned to introduce himself to Rockelle, already outstretching his hand, Buster bared his teeth, and arched his back. It was obvious that Buster had had enough of the act, and finally appeared as if it was time to actually assert himself. Buster snarled, issuing a challenge to the Bone Knapper. This snarl prompted Seelo to turn around, before he could introduce himself to the girl, and glare at Buster, "That's enough, Buster!" Seelo said in a commanding voice, "We're all friends here." He added, in a slightly more calm tone. This did nothing to alleviate Buster, as he let loose another snarl.

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Rust bared it's teeth and growled, changing into a fighting stance. "I said no fighting!" Rust ignored Rockelle and took one step forward, trying to make its hieght more apparent.