<strong>Name:</strong>Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Acacia “AC” Hartley, Mʉa Kupi̲ta, Ravenna Black<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Arrival Day<br/><hr/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Teacher<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Kutseena Sai, Acacia “AC” Hartley, Ravenna Black<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Arrival Day<br/><hr/><br/>“Mua, dear, I do not stand on formalities inside, hmm,” he looked about and back to her with a devilish grin, "or<em>outside</em>the class room.” His gaze dropped down to the pendant and his eyes became guarded, a look that didn’t sit as well on his features as it did Kutseena. “I am sorry about my harshness over your… gift, but it is weak and failing. You have been feeling ansty more than usual of late, yes?”<br/><br/>He paused as he too heard the sounds of someone blundering about in the forest. He watched Kutseena and gave the slightest of nods as she disappeared into the forest. His whole stance changed and he shifted his body ever so subtly as to be partially in front of Acacia and whoever was out and about. His nose flared briefly, testing the wind, the faint scent that came his way was of a normal human, female. He stood tense and ready. If need be he could pull a lightning quick transformation, but it would be more painful than when he took his time, not to mention put him down for a couple of days, but he was prepared if the need arose for such. His expression more than ever showed his clear relation to Kutseena just then as well, as if his features were carved from the same stone hers sometimes looked.<br/><br/>The wind carried Kutseena’s voice and the new arrivals faintly to his ears. He still didn’t relax even when Acacia whipped out her wand, nor did he flinch in the least when she nearly whapped him with it. Though a stray thought did cross his mind that she was far too jumpy. Seeing the girl put away her wand, he finally relaxed. “Greetings. I’m Mua Kapita. You’ve met my cousin there, Kutseena Sia, and this would be Acacia Hartley. You are?” He smiled charmingly, but it didn’t seem to fully reach his eyes. Something about Kutseena’s attitude warned him it was better to be more Comanche than White at the moment.<br/><br/>Kutseena eyed Acacia as she pulled out her wand again. Almost, she smirked. That one was definitely not one to allow herself to be caught unawares. She looked over at Mua as he spoke. When he was done she spoke herself. “Hey, you said I’d get my shirt back.” She nearly grinned that time as she saw the look her cousin shot her. But he just seemed to take it in stride like he did most things, and pulled the shirt off and tossed it to her. She gave a sniff and wrinkled her nose. “Now I have to wash it.” Mua chuckled as he moved back to the table and found his clothes folded neatly. He started dressing, not paying the three females standing around the least bit of attention, though his ears were more than tuned in to any conversation they might decide to have.<br/>