Being a spy wasn't exactly what Kali had thought it would be.

First, nobody on the surface world could pronounce her correct name and she instead had to adopt another variation of it. Secondly, all of the fleshbags smelled generally the same and were equally as unattractive and finally, the honks and bright lights of the creations known as "cars" scared the living daylights out of her.

That's probably how the young Hellhound had ended up at the academy, but even if a little late. Truth being, she there a bit earlier than the rest and was positive that the dragon had heard her and just ignored her or maybe he hadn't even noticed her presence, either way, she was grateful. All of the unfamiliar scents and presences scared her off into bushes not too far off from the castle.

She watched most of them go inside through the bushes before stumbling out, brushing herself off. "Whew, I don't think they saw me," she commented awkwardly as her ears immediately perked up, her attention to a newcomer with horns who had materialized from a portal. Thinking with her heart instead of her nose, she approached the boy. 

"You're a demon.. but you're also not a demon?"