<a class="postlink" href="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u280/ristina225/Decorated%20images/normal_499-hurotabako.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><br/>Leone montatelle sat on the steps to his rather large home , with a cigarette hanging from his mouth. His house overlooked the main street where often passerbyâ€™s traveled by horse and carriage to get to the academy. He teaches at that academyâ€¦for the gifted. But he wasnâ€™t what most people were in the academy which was a witch or war lock. No, he was a bred half breed dragon. Which led to a lot of controversy.<br/><br/>He heaved a sigh of prolonged aggravation as the haunted carriage or said to be haunted horse, and carriage made itâ€™s way into his view. It was in fact so bad that he had to stand up showing off his six pac abbs because of the fact that he didnâ€™t have a shirt.<br/><br/>The carriage was halfway near his house when he stepped down the steps and cupped his hand around his lips. "Hey , Iâ€™m sure they didnâ€™t tell you that the carriage your in , and the horse are haunted." He grinned running a hand through his thick hair. He wasnâ€™t a teacher because of the fact that it was a jobâ€¦but rather he liked teaching new people about the way of the world. He has traveled beforeâ€¦and he wished that he could just up and leave but for now he managed to smile sexily at the women in the coach. Trying to attract her attention. It wasnâ€™t often that a lady appeared on his road. " Make sure you check that it is fact that the carriage is hauntedâ€¦I never cared to actually prove those rumors wrongâ€¦.considering Iâ€™m the one who bespelled the horse." As if to answer him a whine escaped the black mareâ€™s muzzle.