[color=fff79a][h3]Lyla Warren[/h3][/color]

[color=fff79a]"What?"[/color] Lyla managed to get out before the ground shook again. She kept her footing this time, but couldn't help stumbling again and throwing her wings wide. [color=fff79a]"Thanks again."[/color]

Nodding when Laurel mentions getting away from the action, Lyla flicks her ears towards the center of the room and the commotion there. Just the voices involved had her intimidated, and she was thankful to get as far away from that as she could get. Waiting for a few moments, she listens carefully for the sound of footsteps moving away. No such noise comes, and for a moment she panics at the thought of having been left behind. Laurel's voice catches her attention from a few feet away though, and she moves to follow.

[color=fff79a]"Sure, whatever is available,"[/color] Lyla replies, mostly wanting something to do with her hands. [color=fff79a]"What is going on, exactly? I mean, I get that they're brothers, but I don't know that much about dragons. This is supposed to be fun, why does he have to be like that?"[/color] she asked, stopping short of where she had heard Laurel's voice. What she said about being ignorant of dragons was true, but it was mostly that she lacked knowledge about other cryptids in general. Until fairly recently, she had lived a fairly sheltered life in the lab in which she had been spliced.

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[h3][color=silver]Morgan Selwyn[/color][/h3]

Watching the two dragons go at it, Morgan noted the many other making their way toward the door. It seemed like a good idea to him, but he didn't really want to leave Kiara alone in the middle of it. Then again, he didn't want to involve himself either. Suley was his roommate, and that was the last direction he wanted hostility coming from. Deciding that she would have to deal with the dangers of dancing with dragons, he looked for his own escape. That was when he noticed what appeared to be a bear leaving the very table he was leaning against, accompanied by a couple others. With a shrug, he got up to follow them.

When the group moved over near the stage, he moved behind them. He hadn't been seen, but sure would be very shortly. The appearance of a secret door didn't really surprise him that much. A school with this many beings capable of magic would certainly have a few tricks up its sleeve. The one who led the small group looked back as Morgan fully entered the area behind the curtain, and he decided it was a good a time as any to speak up.

[color=silver]"Mind if I join you? Sorry for intruding, but I'd rather be rude here than dead over there,"[/color] he explains, gesturing towards the center of the floor.

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