<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>Acacia, Class<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First Day of Classes<br/><hr/>“Of course.” He gave her a goofy smile and his voice teased. “After all, I’m just some Professor of Lycanthropy, and just make pretty amulets for my students.” His eyes twinkled a moment before his whole expression became solemn and serious. “I do understand. I suspect everyone here will be beating feet to the woods tonight. Care to bet me on it?” again his eyes twinkled with the question.<br/><br/>“An excellent suggestion, although I’m surprised you haven’t sorted everyone’s scent when you passed out the amulets.” There was no chiding or disappointment in his words or expression, just a simple fact stated. He turned to the class and observed the other six students. “Ok, got a good smell of your current conversation partner? Acacia has made an excellent suggestion. If you have, switch and find someone new. Get each other’s scent so you will know each other, no matter what form you are in. Now, now, let’s not be shy. We’ll be spending a term together, may as well get to know each other properly.”<br/><br/>He made no move to do as he suggested since he’d already placed each one as they had come in. Instead he turned back to Acacia as she spoke again. “Hmm.<em>Slow unpacker</em>, one who takes time to be sure they can stay and not be chased off. Wise actually, though not always necessary.” He smiled at her again and laughed at her next question. “A date? No, that would be me asking you if you wish to join the hunt after class. Think of it as a Sanctuary when you need.”<br/><br/>He turned and watched the class as they went through the<em>Lesson</em>he just gave for the day. She was smart, Acacia was. In two years, he’d never thought of doing such. Figures a bright student in his third year would come up with it. He filed it away for future Terms. He turned back to Acacia a warm and gentle smile on his face. “You are welcome to hang anytime, Acacia.”<br/>