Taylan had a proper bed. Sometimes he even used it. Sometimes he curled up in a nest of blankets and slept quite easily. But usually he snoozed in the hammock that hung in the corner of his room, up high. That was where he was found this particular early morning. Taylan woke with the suns first light most days, and this day was no different. He was excited! There were many that would say that was no different from most days either.<br/><br/>Still, he rushed through breakfast and was impatient with the bus. Heâ€™d never gone to a school with humans before this year, and every day had proved to be better than the last. It wasnâ€™t school itself, which could be boring and interminable to someone with his boundless energy, but the people. Especially the people!<br/><br/>He hurried to stuff his shoes into his locker, as he did every morning, and tried not to be late. Taylan was lucky enough to slip through the door only seconds before the bell went off, and was in his seat an instant later.<br/><br/>In one of those little oddities that he so enjoyed, Taylan gripped the edge of his desk with his toes, a pen stuck into the digits. His writing was clearer when he did it with his toes and not his fingers anyway.<br/><br/>The door opened again moments after the bell, and Taylan wondered who was going to in trouble for being late this time. To his surprise it was a new kid. New kid! Taylanâ€™s tail swayed in silent excitement. They could be friends! Even if the new kid was a little weird lookinâ€™, with his wings and cat-ish everything else. It took a lot for Taylan not to blurt out the question of what Donta was, but Miss Wolfcub probably wouldnâ€™t be too happy with him if he did. So he squirmed instead, wishing Donta was sat closer.