"How come it's so hard to live as werewolves? I thought you lived in social groups; more appropriately: a pack? How come you're lives have turned to this?" Emily's expression softened, she couldn't help feel sorry for the poor werewolf boy as well as Rila. Her attention focused solely on him, observing his movements. She wondered if she should find him a chair, he looked as beat up as Rila and her guilt grew.<br/>"I know I don't know much about how you both lived until now, but you're in a safe place now. No one's going to hurt you while you're here. In fact, this the time to build alliances, not fight with the few werewolves that are around." She said, offering a half smile to the wolf.<br/><br/>Alixan gasped as Marcus hit the ground. He heard chuckling around him and glared at the mocking students. The dragon kept his head low, biting his lip with worry, hoping that the teacher wouldn't choose him as his next victim. Hopefully the fact he had no weapon could excuse him this time.