High School

[SadDubwool]

*He looks at his skinny frame as his raptor tail wags idly*

[Aconitum]

Coach: "Zaida! You were all over the place! I don't even know what the hell I was lookin at!"

[Farewell]

 zaida crossed her arms and huffed* "so I can do whatever how about you get a real job instead of watching teens run laps all day..." *she hissed*


If you want peace, then prepare for war

[Babydoll Animis]

Not much ent on in his gym class, Ani usually just sat and read his book, but occasionally he played a little practice tennis and swam when he could, the school bell rang and Ani smiled, it was art class next, he couldnt stop thinking about Aaron.

[Aconitum]

Coach: "maybe you would get a little faster, I could have a real job!" He sigh. "Run it again."

[Farewell]

"I told you I can't run I have a medical problem!! It hurts my legs when I do!!" *she roared in his face* "and you can't force me to do anything!!"


If you want peace, then prepare for war

[Aconitum]

Coach: he scoffed. "Doll, so many kids give me that, it's unreal." He writes Zaida a pass. "Looking forward to seeing you in detention... again."

[Farewell]

*she rips the detention slip from his hands and begins to walk the track snarling*


If you want peace, then prepare for war

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     Aaron sighed and loosened his shoulders as he shuffled to art. He was grateful for the chance to snooze after all that fighting. The instructor had him cut through the whole class to test his endurance. And if course whilst Aaron's efficiency made him seem unnaturally suited to close combat he still had vey normal limits. His body was on fire, he was panting but it wasn't enough. The art room was air conditioned though, thank god.
     Aaron stopped at a drink tap and lapped at the cool water. He stopped to pant heavily a few times but was feeling marginally better by the time he was in the art room. It was, however, a very small margin. He scored a seat next to Ani and promptly opened a sketchbook and lay down in front of it, a pencil in hand.

[SadDubwool]

*he walks out sighing looking at zaida*"so hot..."

[Dubaku]

*Dubaku walks onto the track in his laX shorts, carrying his lacrosse stick* Ah, my favorite time of the day, besides lunch. And I still manage to be late. *he laughs*

[SadDubwool]

"Yo dubaku!"*he smiles and starts running to him*"Hows it going homie?"

[Farewell]

*she huffed as she walks* "detention over my leg... I have a medical problem and can't run and I get detention... What an Ass.."


If you want peace, then prepare for war

[Dubaku]

*Dubaku sees Jake run over to him* Oh, yo what it is, my dude, what it is. *he gives him a fist bump*

[SadDubwool]

"Yeah!"*he smiles as his tail drags behind him*"So your doing lacrosse?"