The students dismissed and Ceilia made for the door to the auditorium, smiling wildly at any student who glanced her way, hoping that her little display hadn't discouraged anyone or attracted any extra attention to her.<br/><br/>She entered her office, and breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't because she was afraid of the students, much the opposite. People of this world had at least heard of most of the beings here at the school. People knew what a Vampires, Lycans, nymphs, and Demons were. She was something alien. Something otherworldly. Something unknown and people often feared the unknown.<br/><br/>She sighed and flopped down into her soft leather chair, turning it slightly to look out the window. A great view, something she always appreciated about her office. A clear view of the main entrance, the road leading to the gates, and the rest was a view of the forest below, it's leaves dancing in the morning breeze.<br/><br/>Staring for a moment, Ceilia stood and approached the window, her gaze locked on a patch of bushes near the gates, movement catching her eye. Squinting, she could make out a figure creeping in the bushes, but it was rather large and she could have sworn she saw fur. Assuming it was a deer or animal of some kind, she turned from the window again, catching more movement in the corner of her eye. Refocusing on the spot, she definitely saw an arm and a hand holding a branch, then it vanished once more. Curiosity took hold of her and she began crossing her office to go investigate, when there was a knock on her door.<br/><br/>---------------------------------------<br/><br/>Pythos cowered in his bush, staring at the school from a distance. He saw students began leaving the main building from his angle through the main gates which were still open at this point. Creeping around he tried to keep his field of vision on the students inside, his eyes widening at the sight of all different kinds of non-humans, people with wings, oddly colored hair, horns, tails, all had something that made them special. One thing that did make them all the same, though. All only walked on two legs as the Humans did. He didn't see anyone like him in there.<br/><br/>He began to think that this was a mistake. He would never belong in a place like this. There would be no one who understood him. He assumed some would fear him, or make fun of him. He wouldn't be able to relate to anyone in there. He would still be essentially alone even if he did go inside. He knelt down then laid on the ground, being sure to remain hidden. He was up most of the night foraging not able to find anything to eat and it was starting to catch up to him. He was hoping to find food here at least, but he knew he wouldn't be able to become a student because of what he was. He doubted they gave out food to someone who wasn't one. His thoughts drifted to his father as he quickly fell asleep in the bushes, unseen by anyone passing by.