Alex shrugged. 'It's up to you guys. I don't mind either. I mean, I do plan on turning up to some lessons during my time here, but if they're optional then we can't get into any trouble for missing them or anything.' He looked around. 'Anyone got any ideas on which they would prefer?'

"True form? Like a big dragon? Please tell me you're red, like on the flag of Cadwaladr! I mean, the flag of Wales." Rhiannon blurted. Every Welsh man and woman had a soft spot for dragons due to it featuring on their national flag and Rhiannon was no different. At Flint's suggestion she looked around and saw that no one, including those she presumed were older than them and had been here for longer, were in no rush to head to class.

"Well it looks like attendance will be pretty low so we could skip and relax for a bit? Although it might be interesting to see what kind of classes we're going to have here..." She knew she had not really given an answer but she did not mind; she was happy either way as long as it was entertaining for her.

"Lets go then " Flint smiled. He seemed a lot different as he was more relaxed with the two friends. He grabbed their arms and quickly whisked them off laughing a little as they ran into the main courtyard. Flint hopped onto the bench and lay down "This is where we shall 'Chill out'" He said with air quotation marks. as he giggled a little

Alex chuckled. 'I'm not red, I'm afraid. I'm kinda... silvery.' He grimaced at the word. It's the only English word he could use to describe the colour. Dragons had an actual name for the colour, but he doubted anyone spoke draconic in the little group they had created. He stood in the courtyard and looked around. 'Well. There should be enough space for me to change here, as long as no one gets in the way.' He chuckled.

"Oooh, alright then, skipping class it is!" Rhiannon exclaimed as Flint hurried them out into the courtyard. As Alex indicated that he was going change into a dragon Rhiannon looked around for a safe place before seeing Flint stretched out on the only nearby bench.

"Guess we'll stay over here then, bach." She agreed as she sat down on Flint's back before he could sit up. She winked at him as she pinned him down with her slight weight on his back. [b]"That'll teach yer for hogging the whole bench!" She glanced towards a nearby tree, wondering how to display her own power; an Ellyll's power should be used only when necessary for protection or to guide or aid a plant. There was probably a crushed flower nearby or something that she could fix, it wouldn't be a dramatic display but it was compatible with her beliefs.

"Alrighty then Eragon, let's see this transformation!" She called out. Of course she was aware the reference wasn't entirely fitting but it still amused her and she laughed lightly, her lyrical tones echoing around the courtyard cheerily.

"Gah!" flint explained wiggling a little then giving up "ok ok it wont happen again"he teased as he looked to Alex "yeah alex show us " he said giddily

Alex sighed. 'Eragon was a dragon rider.' He said, sighing. 'Saphira was the dragon. Plus that story is completely inaccurate. Dragons do NOT need riders.' He stood further away from the bench and closed his eyes, holding his arms out, and lifting his head high. A silvery mist started forming around him. 'At this point, you should definitely stay away. I don't know what happens when someone enters a shape-shifters changing phase, but I definitely don't want to find out.' The mist thickened and obscured him from view, and began, slowly, to crawl outwards. 'AAAARRRGGGHHH' His human yell gradually became deeper and more animalistic, turning into a roar. The mist dissipated and cleared, and rather than a human being stood before them, a large silvery dragon stood. (See the picture in my CS)

Allegra has been watching the sunrise for 57 years, 3 months and 14 days. Fifty seven years ago was her last encounter with her clansmen. Allegra was in a snowy trench, bloody and weak, when she felt the sun on her skin, draining the life force out of her like a leech. It was then that she discovered how vibrant the sunrise could be, how it could feel like hope and despair all at the same time for a vampire like her. Since then, she made it a point to wake up early to watch the sunrise, to rekindle the day inside her.

This morning was no different. Aside from the arrival of some new students, the world was at peace. She reached into the fridge for her breakfast - a small glass jug filled to the brim with a thick, dark red liquid. It felt like slime down her throat but tasted better to her than any other gourmet meal. Allegra grimaced and put the jug back in the fridge. She reached for her thick velveteen cloak; it was a family heirloom and enchanted to protect her from the sun. I can't believe it's still intact... she thought, remembering back to all the times she had to fumble to escape for her freedom. Allegra grabbed her backpack, slung her sword over her shoulder and stepped out, closing the door behind her.

The arpeggio of her footsteps echoed along the stone walls as she left the tower. She was itching to find something to do. I could go back to the library and finish that anthology on Shakespeare's relationship with the supernatural... she mused, but before she could finish the thought, she already knew she didn't want to spend this beautiful day cooped up in the library. Allegra kept up her studies for her personal interest, but she hated being indoors, in the dark. Even if she was told she belonged in the dark, it was suffocating. It reminded her of living with her family.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a howl from outside. Oh? she thought, curiosity peaking, and in an instant, she was outside, watching the shapeshifter change. The only dragons she had ever met were dead or trying to kill her. She wanted to get a good view of this. In another instant, she was balanced in a tree several meters away, documenting the moments as the fog thickened and dissipated.

What stood before her, or rather, from a distance, was a large dragon. He was extraordinary. She felt as though the light reflecting off his scales alone were enough to knock the wind out of her. Wow...

"Impressive," Zaccar said walking out from a door into the courtyard, sister in tow ",Saw you guys leaving so we thought we would tag along, sorry for stalking but curiosity got the better of us and since we are cats well no need to worry about it killing us right. Been awhile since we've seen a dragon here. I thought the scent was familiar."
Lucatiel slightly blushed at the mention of the last dragon they had met. She had had some feelings towards him though they never held a relationship since the guy had not been a fan of werewolves.
"Names Zaccar and-," Zaccar started.
"Lucatiel," Lucatiel interrupted.
"For those we have yet to meet," Zaccar then continued.

Hunter slowly rose from the sink, water continuing to run down her face. One arm propped itself up using the edge of the sink, and scrubbed her cheek roughly. She tried desperately to ignore the continued nagging of her shadow about her disgusting and irresponsible habits. Progress was slow, and that was because she wasn't taking care of herself all too good. With a groggy roll of her eyes, she gave her face a final scrub and exited the washroom swiftly. With the same haste she cafeteria and its ever growing population. Again, she occasionally shoulder checked anybody that didn't give her sufficient room to move. It was suffocating in the crowded room.

"Move it." Her shadow would growl for her, even though it knew full well that nobody could hear it.

With haste she made her way to the dorms, head low once again. Avoiding the eyes of anything that passed by her, or ignoring the friendly greetings of teachers. It made her look like an asshole, but it was something she was used to doing so well. She was still locked in the mindset that everyone was probably giving her a condescending look or worse. Lost in her own abyss of thoughts, she hadn't noticed the door that led to the dorms and slammed right into it. It rewarded her with her shadow going into a fit of hysterical laughter.

"Shut up, asshole!" Hunter snarled.

Flint looked in utter wonderment. He had never seen anything like it. Alex's scales glimmered and his pure size surprised Flint. "Movies could never prepare someone for this." he thought to himself as a deep unknown instinct inside of him grew fear and the need to run. Brought down from many generation of human. Despite this he resisted his primal urge and stayed put looking on in awe at such a mystical creature. He then began to feel a little down at how 'lame' he felt and so wriggled out from underneath Rhiannon and stood up beside Alex "Wow" he voiced his wonder as he walked slowly up to Alex seeing every detail of his scaly skin.

"Oh I know, just pulling your leg." Rhiannon grinned and then watched in amazement as Alex was hidden by mist and then his dragon form appeared, towering over them all. "Woah, that's... amazing!" Unlike Flint she had no fear of Alex's dragon form, possibly because of her Ellyll blood. Her living seat managed to escape from his duties, approaching the Dragon-Alex to observe.

Meanwhile a tree nearby 'jumped' and she glanced over towards it to see what had caused the disturbance; trees could not see but did have a sense of touch so it would not have responded to Alex's transformation. In the tree sat a girl in a cloak but since she had not yet approached them Rhiannon did nothing, although she chose not to draw attention to the girl in case she wanted to stay hidden.

"Can you speak as a dragon?" She asked, bouncing around at his feet, inspecting his claws with interested. [b]"Also I call shotgun on getting a ride! That is if we're doing that, of course..."

Flying trough the air at top speed, there was an activity that was favored by Adruin second only to fighting. After constantly being assaulted for the past two years, Adruin had learned to enjoy his fights, using his far more effective fighting style, mixed with his fewer powers than he had before, to best more powerful, and larger opponents. Of course right now, Adruin wasn't focused on the flight, but the three story tall demon chasing after him in the night sky over Siberia. Adruin was lucky enough to drag the fight away from people to this desolate landscape, he then landed in a large frozen field, his calm, even breath steaming in the air. Now he felt truly liberated, and he let out a roar full of fury and excitement, excitement for the upcoming battle, fury because this son-of-a-bitch was making him late to school. Staring him down the demon said,
"I'm going to make your soul mine, and torture you for eternity!"
"Fat chance, you idiotic waste of oxygen!" Adruin yelled back. He then dashed forward, a blast of hellfire from his feet propelling him forward even faster. His straight sword appeared in his hand, streaming from two sides with hellfire and holy light. The demons massive war axe came down, Adruin's neck, the intended target. However, it only met the cold hard ground. Adruin had slid between his legs, and switched to his karambits, raking them across his tendons, and setting them afire. After he slid all the way through, he summoned his bow, charging it with holy light. He then launched two arrows into the demons kneecaps, pinning him to the ground, and immobilizing him as the holy light singed his entire body, engulfing him in excruciating pain. Adruin summoned his spear and threw it through the demon he was fighting, leaving a hole in his shoulder, and a spear in the ground, other point facing up. Finally, his knuckles were covered by spikes and holy brass, and he flew forward, delivering a crushing pinch to the back of its head, driving it towards the gradine and into the spear, killing the demon. This took just under four seconds.
Jesus, how'd he move passed imp class? Adruin wondered. SHIT IM LATE! Adruin shot off into the sky, breaking Mach two as he reached the upper aptmosphere, and shot towards the school. As he approached it he slowed down , looking for people, and saw a number of them standing in the courtyard of the school. He flew down to greet them, and ask where the dorms where. He spread his wings wide, slowing his decent, and landed.
" Hullo there!", he shouted, somehow failing to notice the giant dragon standing there, "could anybody tell me where to register?"

Alex chuckled, it was deep and throaty and bellowed despite how quiet it was. 'I can speak as anything.' He replied. 'I can turn into more than just this.' He said. 'I can take you flying, but doing so could result in some issues for me, should my family ever find out.' He looked around. His were red with slits for pupils, he watched the newcomer shoot down from the sly. 'Try the entrance.' He said to him. He watched Flint's inspection with curious eyes. He was pretty brave for a human. Most humans would have ran as fast as they could by now, unless they were trained to defeat dragons. He looked up at the sky, wondering what his family would be doing at this moment, and then realising that it didn't matter, he was here, and he could do what he wanted.

"Main hall, on the right. Just go down the hallway and look for the sign, it's labeled," Zaccar answered after the dragon ",Well tempted in asking for a ride I think I myself personally will keep my feet on the ground rather then experience that."
"Ah where's your sense of adventure and fun," Lucatiel said pushing past her brother and going up to the dragon as well, closely behind Flint ",So shiny and detailed. Dragons are a work of art in nature. sorry I've just always been fascinated by dragons."

Alex chuckled. 'I must admit, I'm not used to all this attention. I mean, I've had quite a bit of attention within my family, what with my abilities and all, but I've never been so closely regarded by people I've only just met.' He smiled. 'I could get used to it.' He laughed. 'Wanna see something cool?' He asked, with a small wink. He wondered how many of the group had seen dragon-fire before, and figured that, as long as he faced upwards, he could safely give them a small demonstration.

"Oh I want to see something cool," Lucatiel said backing up slightly ",This year definitely going to be an interesting one." She added in a mumble to herself nearly jumping on her clawed feet all attention fixed on the dragon. It was hard to imagine a werewolf could look like an excited little child but that's how she was acting right now as she waited to see what the dragon wanted to show them.
"Careful sis, you are going to loose your tough look acting that way," Zaccar joked.
"It'll be worth it, plus the other wolves aren't here so it doesn't matter," Lucatiel replied calming down slightly, embarrassed a little bit on how she was acting.

Alex chuckled and turned his attention to the sky. He took a deep breath in and, with an almighty roar, let out a jet of fire. But it wasn't just any fire. It changed colours from yellow to orange to red, blue, green and continued to flash different colours. He was working all his dragon abilities on this fire. Normal dragon fire was generally just red, but dragons could, if they wanted to, change the colour of their fire. He had learned this ability at quite a young age, and, as a child, was rather fond of the way his fire could change.

Lucatiel gasped at the show."It's beautiful," she said, her tail wagging and in awe and the rainbow of color that came from the fire. She had nothing else to say about it besides just stare with wide awes at the flames watching it shift colors from yellow to orange to red then to blue and then green. On and on it seemed to go, shifting to just about every color imaginable. It made her feel somewhat extraordinary. Sure she was a werewolf but besides that there wasn't much else to her or her brother besides the usual werewolf gifts. Nothing as amazing as what she was seeing now.

Flints eyes lit up the fire reflecting in his eyes as he looked to the fire and could only wonder how hot it was. It reminded him of a Bunsen burner but this was like nothing man made. Flint began to laugh and as his eyes lit up he felt amazing, as if he had changed as a person. He was ready to make friends and begin to build bonds here. He couldn't wait for others to show off how amazing they would be "Cmon guys I wanna see all of your abilities!" Flint said laughing softly, he never felt like he belonged more than in here