If there was one thing in this world that Phytos loved more than anything else, it was a great sleep. He was having the best one ever, laying on his back with his arms outstretched at his side and his horse legs sticking in the air, bent at the knees. He was snoring lightly as a few students rushed past his door and a sharp thump on his door frame woke him with a start.<br/><br/>"Careful with that sword, idiot." Came a voice from a rushed student through his door, "You almost put a hole in that guy's door!"<br/><br/>At least they didn't break it.<br/><br/>Wait, why are they in a hurry anyway?<br/><br/>Wasn't that group thing today?<br/><br/>"Crap!" Phytos jumped with a start, the sheets becoming tangled around his body as he struggled to stand from his makeshift bed on the floor. Scrambling around the room, his heavy hooves made the sound of a small stampede in his room.<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Finally dressed in his leather vest and barding his elegant bow and enchanted quiver bounced on his back and he near galloped down the hallway towards the cafeteria. Halting with a skid into the doors, he nearly fell and caused quite a loud bang, yet regained his composure and opened the door to walk inside, letting it swing closed behind him, narrowly missing his tail. He scanned the large room and pulled a piece of paper from his vest, reading his assignment to be sure.<br/><br/>"Elizabeth... Elizabeth... Who was that again?" Phytos muttered to himself, "Oh the girl with pink hair." He looked up to scan the room and spotted her with a large group around her. Counting them off, he realized he was probably the last to arrive. Not the best first impression.<br/><br/>Walking across the room he cringed at the loud sound his hooves were making on the floor and stood beside the table their leader was sitting on.<br/><br/>"Sorry I'm late. I'm Phytos." he shyly said.