The bell rings for class to start, and as if on cue, a dragoness with shoulder-length hair walks into class. She either looked too old to be a student, or too young to be a teacher, but the latter was more probable when she walked up to the white board and looked around with bored eyes. "My name is Thalla, and I'll be your teacher until the principal says otherwise..." she wore a black trenchcoat that although still reached the ground, looked borderline tight. One student saw what looked like a short sword sticking out of one of her pockets. He decided to shoot their mouth off. "I thought weapons were no-" Thalla was already at the student's deak, her hand balled up in a fist and a look of anger shattering the previously bored eyes. "Would you care to continue?" the student vigorously shook his head and shut while she went back to the board. "Is there any other questions besides what the young one was going to ask?"
Topic: Furry high school (Read 187817 times)