[u][i]Dᴇsᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴀ Cᴏʀᴄᴇʟʟᴀ[/i][/u]

Caught off guard by an extremely forceful pull, Desdemona soon found herself outside of the dining hall. Looking directly at a very annoyed Zephyr, she was unsure how to react. “You. What's wrong with you?” Zephyr asked letting out his anger, “[i]Me? What the hell’s wrong with you?![/i]” Desdemona thought. She definitely didn’t appreciate being manhandled by anybody. “That was, without a doubt the most idiotic display I have ever seen in my life. You're a demon, for crying out loud! Not that I'm an expert, you being the first one I've met other than myself, but do you always act like such a brat? Doing that over a guy you barely know? What's your issue?” he continues.

At first Desdemona was offended by being called a brat, but then realized she probably deserved it. She never acted like this before, getting worked up over a guy.  If only she could overcome her fascination for anything cat-like and this wouldn’t have happen. Desdemona knew Zephyr was right, what she did was foolish, but she couldn’t let him know that, “My issue right now is you thinking you can just grab me like that.” she replies.

She wanted to look as intimidating as him, so she began to increase the presence of her magical power, creating a visible dark aura around her body. “Ever do that again and you’ll definitely regret it.” she threatens walking away, gradually lowering her magical presence.

Leaving the corridor and not wanting to return to the dining hall, Desdemona decides to explore the rest of the school until class starts.