<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>Sex Ed<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Noone<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First Day of Classes<br/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sex Ed<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Quen McGonagall<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First Day of Classes<br/><hr/>Inali smiled quietly as he realized he’d gotten a bit out of hand in his explanations. His gaze dropped briefly as he worked to get himself back under control. When Quen spoke he looked back up and listened to his words. He nodded. “That is fair. I will gladly teach you to hunt. It is a useful skill. Not only will you always be able to feed yourself, but it can be altered to protect yourself as well should the need arise.”<br/><br/>Suddenly an odd noise came from Kutseena and Inali whipped around to look at her, but she was still staring up at the ceiling, her expression absolutely blank, her thoughts her own. Inali’s eyes narrowed but she didn’t even look his way, apparently lost in her own thoughts. He knew better but turned back to Quen. “If I may ask, besides Transfiguration, what else are you versed in?”<br/><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>Lycanthropy and How to Live with It<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Any and None<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First Day of Classes<br/><hr/>Mua watched quietly as the students got to know each other. They were hesitant at first, but eventually they warmed up as young people stuck together have a tendency to do. He was perched on the table again and still as only an Indigenous of his land could be. Class would end soon and he knew Kutseena and Inali would be showing up soon as their class was over. The three of them had spent yesterday familiarizing the twins with the grounds. It would be good to have his cousins to hunt with this year. He’d hunted the past two years by himself, and he looked forward to the change.