After Truvius convinced Ronan eating food wouldn't kill him and not doing such would, Ronan found himself seated at one of three long tables stretching across most of a window lit cafeteria. Talli and Veronica seated themselves across from them, and Truvius kept their attention by holding an ever changing thread of conversation that he would quickly revive whenever it died out.He silently ate his food without trying to think of what it was made of. Whenever he stuffed a piece in his mouth he would quickly try to relate it to something Earthy, which kept him from losing his appetite at most times. When he was almost through with his plate, a furry mass jumped onto his lap and squirmed over to the empty seat beside him.Ragdoll gave her face a couple licks then cuddled up right next to him and closed her eyes."Hah! there you are. By the way, your cat ran away..." A gloved hand came down upon Ronan's head and violently ruffled his hair, the familiar voice vanquished any cheer he'd acqu

Veronica was already yawning repeatedly as she walked out of the class, while Talli was frantically trying to scribble down everything the teacher had said. Truvius was finally silent as he completed their little meeting circle, likely because, like Ronan, he was trying not to laugh at the red mark across Veronica's forehead that perfectly mimed the bumping stripes of her sleeve."The next class had better be good," she said, stretching out her legs from the extended amounts of sitting.Talli pulled up her sleeve and looked at the sender. "I-I think we have Lumience c-combat class next."Veronica yanked up her sleeve to see for herself. "Yes! I can finally blow something up and get marks for it!" she cheered, receiving a quick glance of worry from some students walking out the door.Ronan found himself being dragged back and forth repeatedly this particular day, and although he hated the monotonous practice, he wordlessly complied when Truvius dragged him back to their dorm.Truvius w

The Queen stepped in front of the cave, its bulky muscles rippling beneath its pristine white coat as it let out a couple ragged growls. There were multiple crude pink scars along its torso, and from what Ronan could make out, its horn was covered in scratches and sticky brown stains, especially near the tip. His heart flipped with a sickening spike as the Queen twitched in motion to look at the cave, instinctively driving him back into the shadows for safety. He paced his breathing, taking in the murderous air that hugged him through the chilling shade of the cave.Never in his life had he imagined a unicorn like that. After all, they were commonly associated with harmless rainbows where he came from.The Queen gave the furry white creature another bellowing growl of a snort, and dragged its horn back and forth across the dirt, carving a line of death in front it that the small ball of fluff didn't dare to cross. The three baby unicorns came up behind it again, continuing their cruel

Ronan sacrificed one of his pillows when he got to his room, so he could place the unconscious dragon in the furthest corner Truvius could find, and leave a small bowl of water beside it.After shooing his bird out the window, Truvius washed the dragon's wounded ear and brushed the dirt out of its fur, rubbing a green spread over most of its bleeding scrapes and wrapping them up with fresh linen. After a quick drying enchantment, the soggy dragon resembled a puffy white cloud, almost blending in with the brilliant white pillow it was on.Truvius gave his work a satisfied sigh, sitting beside Ronan on the edge of his bed as they stared at the dragon."He's got a broken wing, but I'm bad at healing so there's not much I can do."The two boys sat in silence, contemplating the amount of trouble they had committed themselves to. Ronan was tempted to take a picture of the cute ball of fluff, but resisted the urge under the heavy atmosphere his roommate was leaking, opting instead for a ques

It was a man, which would have been enough to give Ronan a heart attack. But the stranger had gone overboard on the spook spectrum hiding in a full-faced plain white mask with an unnaturally long smile curving from cheek to cheek, and narrow crescents for eye-holes. He was also wearing a tight crimson trench coat, and a matching broad brimmed hat with a long purple feather drooping over the left side.Ronan couldn't see any visible weapons, but his sudden appearance and out of place dress code kept him on his toes. Not to mention, the only skin showing was parts of his ears peeking through his hair, and his neck, both of which were unnaturally pale.The person quickly raised his empty hands and backed away."Woah! Let's all just calm down a bit," he blurted, his head slowly tilting as he dropped his arms in disappointment. "Who are you anyways?""Who am I?" Ronan stuttered, almost answering the question before thinking twice. "Screw that. Who the hell are you and why are you in my roo