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Sel sighed as she looked over at Avaline's work, and even a few of Meowka's characters had flaws as well ...  The mage simply tossed out Sly's inputs into her thoughts - whether the fox could hear her from the classroom or was simply somehow otherwise aware of what was going on didn't matter too much.  And now that Kat had stopped with her ... commentary ... it was easier for the mage to focus on her two students.

This was going to be a long day - and thinking about the event tonight, it would be longer still.  She needed to talk to Sly, and she also was going to have to meet her parents.  The whole gender thing was enough - though they were already aware of that.  She just was curious about how she was going to get Sly to try and behave, at least a little ...

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Fia smiled, appreciating the banter between the two quietly as her legs went back and forth in front of her.  'Messy Hair' and 'Devours Everything' seemed to be getting along well, which was relaxing.  And it was nice to have Ritsa around too - she'd been great for finding excuses not to do paperwork, and in spite of herself the phoenix had come to miss her.

For now, the girl's eyes simply drifted between the pair, obviously removing herself from the immediate interaction as she allowed them to learn about eachother.  Perhaps they'd figure out something the three of them could do together?

[color=salmon]"Ritsa ... here for party?"[/color]  Livia had mentioned something about a get together for all of the nobles that were aligned with the headmistress.  Did that mean Nitsa "Mommy" was here too?

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Otille frowned a bit but smiled as the cow decided with her own very special brand of logic that it had not, in fact, been childish.  The farmer decided to let the matter drop as she hugged the tall familiar in front of her - it was honestly slightly difficult given the size of Cocoa's chest.  

Otille let go, backing away for a couple of steps before giving a slightly mischievous grin to the farm animal.  [color=wheat]"Well thanks, Cocoa.  I guess I am super strong, hmmm?  Maybe I should be the one worrying about [i]you[/i] getting hurt ..."[/color]  Maybe letting the matter drop would a bit boring, actually.  [color=wheat]"So, Cocoa, what do I get for winning?"[/color]