[color=yellow][h2][center]Lunalel Lightsword[/center][/h2][/color]

[color=yellow]"Yes, you do dare say cute."[/color] Luna annoyedly replied with a hint of red across her face.  She thought she'd be use to this now, but of course not.  She was definitely blushing a bit.  Seriously, her family never said such to her. Well, maybe it wasn't a bad thing. . . Still, whether she liked it or not, she needed to not blush every time someone said it. She ignored that thought otherwise and continued on.  [color=yellow]"Hmmm, well. . .  Perhaps we could ask the Headmistress if she's heard of other dragons.  Mayhap someone else has heard rumors.  Lyssa's mother might know something. . . No. . . No that. . . Let's save that for the very last option.  I'm afraid of that woman. . ."[/color]  That woman was dangerous in more ways than just the fact she could probably easily kill you.  After a slight bit of unease from thinking of Myrilla, Luna continued into a little bit of thought.  [color=yellow]"Well, I wouldn't mind helping on that.  Let's think on it later."

[color=red][h2][center]Eith, The Shellagh Alpha[/center][/h2][/color]

[color=red]"Geh!"[/color] Eith unexpectedly gasped as Lyssa grabbed her again. . . She really didn't want to deal with Lyssa like this again.  She remembered why she stayed out of that place her and her family ruled. . .  She found Meal-Ticket annoying. . . But she felt it best to warn him.  She snuck up to Swen and whispered in his ear, [color=red]"This girl is a real demon when it comes to it. I'd recommend trying to stay away from her."[/color]  Well, either Meal-Ticket would believe her, or he wouldn't.  She gave a fair warning and even told him about her race. . . But well, in the end, it wasn't her problem. . . Was it?

[color=teal][h2][center]Mugi, the Yuki-Onna[/center][/h2][/color]

Well. It's been a while, and Mugi found herself making her way across the campus and town, introducing herself to people she hadn't met before.  Really, a lot of them seemed nice, though most of the men. . . Well, some of the women too, all seemed focused on looking slightly away with a red face. . . Were they nervous meeting a new person? A lot of them were merchants, so perhaps they should work on that issue.  Still, she had not seen anyone that especially caught her eye otherwise.