*It was a cool fall day at the Overworld College of Mystical Arts, and the Lemanne Café, one of the many restraunts around the campus, was bustling with students. I was sitting at a table on the outside balcony, surveying the calm lake, also one of many bodies of waters on-campus, below it. my cream-white fur glowed a feint orange in the setting suns light. in front of me was a laptop, and a journal, as I was a semi-amateur author. I was wearing a black tee shirt, with the delta rune in stark white, and red pants. my eyes were deep purple, and contrasted with my fur. You walked in and sat down at the bar, all eyes drifting over to you, except me.* [color=ed1c24][/color]
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