[center][@Azereiah] [@Etranger] [@Jay Kalton] [@Rekaigan] [@liferusher] [@HokumPocus] [@Pkken] [@Avant] [@ghastlyInc] [@MULTI_MEDIA_MAN] [@Illiren] [@TayTay][/center][hr]Yvette's irises all but vanished as her pupils expanded and the fur of her tail puffed out for a few moments. Body rigid, it even looked as though the girl's breathe caught in her throat. This was proven true when she exhaled hard, and grabbed her tail to begin smoothing down the fur. Her pupils remained dialated. Following the moth chimera's appearance and his words several students began to laugh off what Yvette had said, accepting it as the more likely story behind the school. Flustered, Yvette tried to regain the crowd as best she could from her fellow second years interference.

[Color=cccccc]"M-mori! Don't tell them that, it really is haunted, I swear! It's not my fault you never believed me."[/color] She shifted her attention back to the crowd after responding to Mori, giving him a subtle look only he would be able to notice. [Color=cccccc]"So, yeah, now that sweet cheeks here has outed what we used to do at that place... I was a first year once, too. Just last year, would you believe it? Heh. Anyway we might have fooled around in that place once but that was before I knew. After I found out the hard way the place's reputation I have never been back there. Seriously, if any of you are gonna have fun like that, don't do it there. The fourth floor of the library would be a better place for that kind of thing."[/color] She leaned back into the boy still draped over her shoulders and reached up to gently hold his arms, as if they were indeed intimately familiar with one another. Unbeknownst to the others her sharp nails were digging into Mori's flesh. She flicked her tail across his face once, satisfied she had control again.

Across the cafeteria, in as quiet a corner as there could be at the moment, sat another silver haired feline chimera. she was largely unnoticed even though the resemblance to Yvette was unmistakable. Her face, however, conveyed nothing but exhaustion and a clear disdain for her relative. As Yvette had her fun Elsa would occassionally glance at her and scoff or shake her head. Yvette, meanwhile, did not even glance at Elsa, as if the girl didn't even exist.