[b][u]Serena[/b][/u]

Despite the colour change in her eyes, and the fanciful flickering lights on her tail, Serena looked more like she was about to bolt not fight. Her ears pricked forward as the man wearing the sunglasses stuttered and took a step back his face the very picture of shock; she physically flinched as his voice exploded around the auditorium. Unfamiliar Japanese words piercing her sensitive ears they flattened against her skull as she winced. She glanced at the other guy as he spoke to her ‘Maybe we can become friends?’ “I can’t see why not-“ Serena tried to answer him, she was cut off by sunglasses throwing his phone on the floor and smashing it. [i]Holy crabsticks...I suddenly understand my parents...[/i] Was the only though that pierced Serena’s confused stream of thought. She exhaled quietly when sunglasses (as she had now named him) turned away and folded his arms grumbling an answer to her question before grumbling something else about a makeover for his face. [i]Great now I feel like I’ve hurt his feelings...[/i] She looked over at the brown haired guy to her left as he spoke to sunglasses. 

The tiny lights at the ends of her tails faded away slowly as she listened to what he was saying, resisting the urge to finish the sentence for him. “Look, I’m not entirely sure whether this is you trying to be friendly or scare my tails off...but can we maybe start again...a little more normally? Name exchange, talking and walking kind of normal? Less murderous looks and stomping on phones...it makes me nervous” Serena finally managed to say, inspired by the brown haired guy to her left’s courage, her tails loosened a little from her legs, swaying independently around her.