[color=6ecff6][i]Feevi[/i][/color]


[color=6ecff6]“Of all the sensations that potential students of Rosewood were warned about, there is nothing worse than the constant rocking back and forth of this enormous flying spacecraft.”[/color] Feevi thought to herself, clutching her stomach and anchoring her body to the wall before her bowels went ballistic on the sleeping students in front of her. The loud announcement didn’t help either, worsening her headache as she made her way through the line of students moving down the dining hall. She always wondered why her parents never made her get used to space travel. Perhaps they never believed that the Monarch would actually reach their home or maybe they just hated it as much as her. Her father certainly did: [color=39b54a]“If you can imagine being on a ship at sea, that goes upward at a 90 degree angle while occasionally spinning with gravitational forces crushing your head then you have just imagined launching into space.”[/color] Her father once said that after watching one of those space technology advertisements on their television. The memory made her chuckle…a bit at least…before she remembered that she’d likely be spending several years hurdling through space. She hoped he was okay. She’d be sure to tell him all about it when she gets back.

The long line finally ended at a brightly illuminated table that was overseen by a tall female elf meticulously sorting documents with a permanent look of disdain painted on her brow. When it was about time for Feevi’s turn she could tell from the bags under their eyes that the elf had probably been at this for a while. The elf cleared her throat and beckoned Feevi over with a sigh. [color=f6989d]“Name, class, race.”[/color] She said in an exasperated drawl. Feevi stood up straight, doing her best to gather herself and answer politely despite being slightly intimidated by the elf’s demeanor.[color=6ecff6] “Oh! Um, hello! My name is Feevi…um…Fevela Alice Krauss. I'm a necromancer like my parents and I’m…an elf.”[/color] The desk lady narrowed her eyes at her, leaning forward to emphasize their height difference. [color=f6989d]“You’re an awfully small elf, aren’t you?”[/color] Feevi nodded, absent-mindedly playing with her hair. [color=6ecff6]“I think I’m mostly elf…I don’t really know my human relatives.”[/color] The lady nodded and began writing something on a separate sheet of paper, pressing a few buttons to print out a small rectangular card. She handed it to her. [color=f6989d]“Very well, here is your room key. Do not lose it.”[/color] Feevi took it from her quickly before giving her a short bow and returning down the hall to the elevator.

Stepping out of the elevator, she walked down the black hallways with a bit of trepidation as the neon signs illuminating the dark walls reminded her more of a dark crystalline cave than a new home. Eventually, she came across a room with the distinctive letters “K-2” that matched the letters on her keycard and carefully slid the card down the module, gasping and jumping back slightly as a red light shown into her eyes to scan her face before immediately opening like a shutter, blowing her hair back in surprise. She carefully walked inside, gazing at the green lights that lit up her new abode. [color=6ecff6]"Well, that’s a nice change.”[/color] She muttered as she checked out the bedrooms, discovering four in total. Once she was sure she was alone, she sat down on one of the beds and closed her eyes, raising her hands slowly in front of her before letting out a deep breath. Her fingertips began to glow before wispy mist-like tendrils formed a circle of smoke in front of her, molding into the shapes of two wolves. Feevi opened her eyes and smiled, reaching out to pet the ears of her new creations. [color=6ecff6]“Alright guys, let’s stick together okay?”[/color]