Duwang
No Weakness
"A GENIE!? COOL! I'VE NEVER MET ONE OF THOSE. I ALWAYS THOUGHT YOU GUYS WOULD BE A LOT WHISPIER." He remarked, noting the comment about her father. Genies were a slave race, and not only that, this girl was mixed. He tried to hide signs of disgust. but when the commencement ceremony began and the siren woman gave her speech, Leon quickly let go of Sakari. He put his hands in his pockets. Though he looked aloof before, when he saw the siren take center stage, there was an intensity about him.
To Leon, the headmistress talked a big game, but he was already skeptical. Unity? More like indoctrination. Why else would the children all be gathered in such a way and in such a place? As Headmistress Adira was about finished with her speech, Leon took a hand out of his pocket and reached it up to her. With his appearance and mannerisms, it may have looked as if he were raising his hand to the sky, but from Leon's perspective, his hand was held over the headmistress's head. Slowly, his fingers curled into his palm and his hand clenched into a fist. Leon was the wolf prince. If anyone was going to unite the tribes, it was to be him.
Then, his concentration was broken.
"We're in the same group?"
Leon lowered his arms and smiled at Sakari. "YEAH. I GUESS SO!" Leon replied. He turned to the bulletin board. The names were all foreign to him. If he had to guess, he must have been the only wolf on campus. In other words, he'd have to share a room with those of inferior blood. This didn't so much disgust him. Leon was raised as a warrior, and so naturally, in his training, he camped with others of less noble upbringing. However, those he had trained with before were at least wolves. These, he shared much less of a blood connection to.
"I'M FROM THE WOLF CLAN!" Leon beamed proudly, pointing to himself before turning his head up to the sky and letting out an ear shattering howl. "AWOOOOO!"
To Leon, the headmistress talked a big game, but he was already skeptical. Unity? More like indoctrination. Why else would the children all be gathered in such a way and in such a place? As Headmistress Adira was about finished with her speech, Leon took a hand out of his pocket and reached it up to her. With his appearance and mannerisms, it may have looked as if he were raising his hand to the sky, but from Leon's perspective, his hand was held over the headmistress's head. Slowly, his fingers curled into his palm and his hand clenched into a fist. Leon was the wolf prince. If anyone was going to unite the tribes, it was to be him.
Then, his concentration was broken.
"We're in the same group?"
Leon lowered his arms and smiled at Sakari. "YEAH. I GUESS SO!" Leon replied. He turned to the bulletin board. The names were all foreign to him. If he had to guess, he must have been the only wolf on campus. In other words, he'd have to share a room with those of inferior blood. This didn't so much disgust him. Leon was raised as a warrior, and so naturally, in his training, he camped with others of less noble upbringing. However, those he had trained with before were at least wolves. These, he shared much less of a blood connection to.
"I'M FROM THE WOLF CLAN!" Leon beamed proudly, pointing to himself before turning his head up to the sky and letting out an ear shattering howl. "AWOOOOO!"