[b][i][u]Little Feather[/b][/i][/u]

Lion blinked at the girl as she moved in front of him, he tilted his head to the side as she did, raising the ridge above his left eye slightly. [i]A strange human indeed[/i] He purred. “He’s not a student, he’s a spirit animal. My guardian” She answered Drow with a smile watching Lion lean into the ear scratching a deep rumbling purr taking residence in his chest. [i]Regardless I like this human[/i] Little Feather smiled appreciatively to Kathy as she spoke. “That’s really kind of you, but I needn’t bore you with my history. I only know so much anyway...” Little Feather shrugged, looking at Lion as Kathy asked what he ate. “Erm...you know we hadn’t thought of that...there’s no hunting grounds around here” Little Feather frowned. [i]What no food!?[/i] Lion grumbled looking at Little Feather hopelessly torn between enjoying his scratch and the dismay of going hungry. “I’m sure they’ll have something for you somewhere” Little Feather shrugged, looking round as she heard a commotion behind her. 

She glanced at the red haired boy who was apparently the cause of the noise, though once he’d picked the books up she looked back down at her books. When Kathy released a deep sigh she looked up at her, she watched her pick up a book. [i]Wow...must be really complicated[/i] She thought, frowning at Kathy’s sudden restlessness. She was quite bemused when Kathy closed her eyes and seemed to ready herself for something, she was about to ask what ailed her when she re-opened her eyes and stood up giving them a meek smile. She watched Kathy quizzically as she left the table and walked over to the red haired boy, her attention being dragged back to Kenshi as he spoke. “That must be useful, is it linked to your power?” She asked happily. When he pulled his hood lower on his face, she turned away from him thinking it best she let him work. 

She hummed to herself softly as she continued to browse through the book. By then Kenshi had packed his things up and was writing something on a bit of paper. Lion’s eyes had slid closed by now he was purring rather loudly as the girl scratched his ears. Little Feather finished her book with a smile and closed it, feeling rather refreshed after seeing her ancestors among its pages, she jumped as a bit of paper rolled into her leg. She blinked at Kenshi in confusion as he got up hastily, stammering words at her before sprinting out of the library. Little Feather picked up the paper opening it up, her eyes traced the squiggles down the page she frowned deeply. [i]Such...sorrow on this page! I can feel it...did he mean to leave this here?[/i] Although she couldn't make out what was on the page, she could feel the emotion Kenshi had left in the air, she felt an unfamiliar stirring in her, old instincts returning. [i]Maybe’s he’s in trouble, in need of spiritual guidance?[/i] She looked thoughtful before she lightly got down from the table, moving over to the doors and slipping through them going in search of Kenshi. Lion didn’t even notice she had gone...

[b][i][u]Crash[/b][/i][/u]

Crash stayed motionless for a moment, aware he was being watched right now but it was something he’d learnt to deal with a long time ago, he had far too many accidents to be bothered by staring. Or laughing, or ridicule...He twirled the book in his hand round awkwardly, now reading the back of it with interest, it was a worn copy of Romeo and Juliet. [i]Well Theatre should be easy...I’m pretty sure I could quote this...what was Shakespeare on when he wrote this stuff?[/i] Crash’s expression was thoughtful as he studied the book. He took a step forward without consideration to his surroundings. 

 He’d already begun to take a step forward when a shadow fell on his book, he looked up almost instantly in surprise he released the books in his arms, the papers from one the binders flew all over the floor, with a whooshing noise. Crash’s face fell, as he lurched backwards trying to catch the paper, his feet sliding on one of the pages throwing his centre of balance completely out the window. [i]Don’t fall, don’t fall, don’t fall![/i] His foot jutted forward and he fell backwards clasping at the closest thing he could grasp which was most likely the book he already had in his hand he was confident Kathy’s ultra fast reflexes would save her from his flailing hands, nothing was going to stop him from his descent now his body weight was behind the fall. With a thud he fell back on his ass with papers whooshing back into the air, fluttering around him one sheet landed on his head covering half of his face and sticking to his hair. He heaved a sigh, before huffing the paper from his face looking at Kathy with a grin. “You have a habit of being right don’t you?” He chuckled at her, cringing as he heard the lady behind the desk whimper and press her forehead to the desk with a thunk. “Sorry...” He murmured, pulling a grimace and looking at the mess of paper around him.