<font color='#3BB9FF'>D a y › 23rd Q u a r t e r › Dyo Y e a r › 2 S p e e c h › "In parenthesis and bolded" T h o u g h t s › Underlined T e l e p a t h s › {In brackets} C h a r a c t e r › Thren As Thren walked the halls of the Janardan Academy he turns the corner to face the door to room #456 which will be his tempory classroom. Right at his side was trusty sidekick Hiter the Kraud even though Kraud was supposed to be ferocious he was unuaslly docile for a Kraud. Walking over to his desk he put down his pack which he had strung around his neck and unpacked every thing inside. The contents contained a pen,some notes,a frozen Inth(in case Hiter got hungry),a few samples of Fauna he collected, and some refrence books. He put copys on each desk and went back to his own while Hiter jumped up to Threns desk and layed down to take a nice nap with the breezes of the afternoon coming from the open window. All Thren had to do was now wait for the class to fill up with students and then he will start. while he was waiting he was recalling all of his past adventures maybe he would have to discuss them later.</font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <font color="black" font size="1"><b style=color:#404040>S p e e c h[/b] › <b style=color:red>"In parenthesis and bolded"[/b] <b style=color:#404040>T h o u g h t s[/b] › <font color=red>Underlined</font> <b style=color:#404040>T e l e p a t h s[/b] › <font color=red>{In brackets}</font> <b style=color:#404040>C h a r a c t e r[/b] › Rouge I'm here alas! XD As you may already know Dag, it takes me a long time to reply... So yeah ^^; Sorry this took so long... I've got alot of threads to reply too... Infact I've never been in so many threads before... When I first joined I couldn't even manage to get into one thread... And now I'm like in several XD I don't even remember them. Gives Daggy a LET THE CLASSES BEGIN! MUAHAHAHA! XD Like I said earlier, Rouge is blind and deaf so don't expect her to speak at least verbally. Dahlia and alabaster mantled femora 'dragon padded reticently into the cubicle- #456. Opaque oculus of a matching scarlet chromatism twas immotile, not wavering nor being inclined toward the teacher but rather anchored forward tenaciously. Rouge was blind, so those projections called "eyes" in the periphery of her crania alleviated her none. Achromatic dappled auds swiveled about her pericranium futility; as if this young nioti was trying to hear the nearly taciturn intonations of the sonorously desolated room... If life could only be humane! She was deaf as well as blind, making communication virtually impossible except through telepathic speech. Though the teacher probably knew not of her hearing disabilities- he'd ostensibly try to speak to her verbally like any other pendragon... Tis a shame but Rouge managed... The she 'dragon convoluted her lithe configuration toward the teacher- using her heat and vibration senses she could accurately create a picture of the room within her mentality... Though it wasn't as detailed as being able to see physically with optics- she could make out the shape of his physic, the desks, the canisters, fauna and various other objects but she couldn't apprehend any details. Infact Rouge was still perplexed if her teacher was a male or female, the poor nioti couldn't tell, even to the most diminutive modicum. She leaped up upon her petite hind pedicles and rested her front paws on his table to keep balanced- her svelte configuration was merely one foot tall and two feet from the tip of her muzzle to the base of her perpendicular tail. One could say Rouge was a parcel larger than an earthen house cat. She took a fathomless breathe and closed her eyes- they did her no good anyhow. Delicately chiseled crania levitated with that of her teacher's- Rouge was in this class for the sheer fun of it... Zoology was not one of her trades- infact she was aiming to become a master at Space Operations and Teleportation Technology... But never the less she was here, and had heard that this individual was very nice... She didn't know however if he could teach a young nioti with such disabilities as herself- so she'd have to ask, no matter how embarrassing it would be. Rouge slowly gained her composure and telepathed to the sonorously kind hearted pendragon. <font color=red>{Sir... Ma'm... I... I really don't know if your... A Sir... Or a Ma'm... It's not an insult. I just... can't tell exactly...... I'm just... Well you see... I'm.... I'm... Blind... And... I'm deaf... But-But... I thought your class would be fun! And I wanted to join in but, I didn't know if you could teach.... Someone... like... me.... though...}</font> So her telepath came out a little to nervous, rattled, and broken- hopefully he could understand what she was trying to emphasize. Poor Rouge was so nervous that her petite pedicles upon his desk were nearly shaking... She lowered her delicately chiseled crania upon his wooden table, trying to calm herself down to a measurement. Oh she could only pray that he'd teach her, despite alot of complications which made her an unlikely student in such a monolithic class. </font></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#00FF00'><font color=gray face=verdana><font style="font-family:verdana; font-size:11px; line-height:11px"><span style=letter-spacing:-1px> <font color=lightsteelblue>Speech: <font color=antiquewhite>"In paranthesis, antiquewhite, bolded."</font> Thoughts: <font color=gray>Italics.</font> Telepaths: <font color=steelblue>{In brackets, bolded, steelblue.}</font> Character:</font> Reveri Silvent Reveri had only recently decided to start coming to the Academy, bent on learning more about the topics he had taken as trades upojn coming to Ramath Lehi. Typically, he had chosen two jobs that he knew something about, seeing as he didn't want to be a Basic while every other pendragon of his maturity was already an Apprentice. It was almost amusing, to him, that he, who had once been a co-leader in a pack structure, was now going to classes. Tilting his head slightly, the male tried to remember where, exactly, he had been told the Zoology class was. Despite the fact that it was neither of his trades, the male was intrigued with the study of Fauna. This interest had been sparked by the variety and difference between Earth's animals, and Ramath Lehi's. And, though the field was actually the best place to learn about such things, this was second best. Rev wasn't about to go searching the length of Ramath Lehi to seek them all out, after all. Wolven tail snapped back and forth once in agitation as he peered at the numbers on the doors, and the names beneath. Passing several, he noted which classes they were for, memorizing the landmarks of sorts so that he would be able to find his way back to the Zoology class sometime. And so that Rev could go to those other classes, too, when the time came for him to do so. Excitement flitted through his eyes, and his stance, as he fluidly eased down the hallway, his steps fast, but not hurried. Reveri had planned on being somewhat early, but he would probably be on time. So long as he wasn't late, the male was fine with it, however. Next time, he would be earlier, and would know where he was going. Thus, it would be much simpler to get to where he was going, without the confusion of having to find it first. Finally, he spotted the door with the appropriate numerals on it and the name of the teacher. Rev's ears flitted forward, and he listened for sounds from between the student and teacher that he immedietly noticed in the room. All he caught was the trail end of a telepathic conversation, however... {Someone... like... me... though}. Wondering what he had interrupted, Reveri's ears instinctivelly flickered back to brush against his skull in mute apology. Since one had her back to him, however, Reveri doubted she noticed. Due to her sentence, and the absent look he had registered in her eyes, the momentary glance he had captured of them, meant she was probably blind. Perhaps. No reason to make assumptions. Many thought he was blind because of his blue-silver eyes, which wasn't true. Pendragons with "defects" were not worthless or any less then others, though, in Rev's opinion.</font>
<font color='#3BB9FF'><font size="2" color="teal">OOC: Its ok Mit it happenes to me to it takes me a while. (can I call u Mit?) OMG I'm so happy I got student hehe I thought I wasn't gona get any </font> BIC: As Thren was recapping everythin in his lesson plan, Hiter looked up from his nap and pounced off the desk to the entrance. Thren knew that someone was approching his cozy classroom. And sure eneough someone did enter. As Thren was about to say hello this new student telepathed him explaining that she was blind and deaf. Thren had no worrys about this since he knew that it woudn't be very hard teaching them since all he had to do was broadcast a telepath <font size="2" color="sea green">{Its ok don't worry about it Im expeirenced in these things so whats your name? And yes I am a sir}</font> As Thren was telepathing that Hiter lifted his head to a new arrival. This one didn't look blind or deaf but one coudn't really tell since Pendragons can come in all shapes,sizes, and colors. Thren wondered if he caught the conversation between  Thren and the def one but decided to introduce himself and ask for his name. <font size="2" color="sea green">{Hello welcome to the Zoology class if I can just catch your names I can begin teaching and maybe we can go out into the yard to see if Janardan Academy has its own little community of Fauna}</font> At the thought of going outside Hiter got up from his post and started going up and down the isles as if he was waiting for something.</font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <font color="black" font size="1">LOL! You can call me Mit, I don't mind ^^ Well you have two students now, perhaps more will come later *clings to Daggy* Rouge waited with much apprehension for the teacher's response, but as she received his words it was as if a gargantuan boulder was lifted from her petite configuration. She stopped shaking nearly all together and regained her composure- a habitual symmetrical grin crinkled across her scarlet mantled features as she returned to her casual self. Femora 'dragon got down upon all fours again and padded over to a nearby desk- in the front. She sprang up and sat upon the chair excitedly, she was rather petite but could and would manage with the rather monolithic table... Of course it was all relative, to some pendragons the desks might have been too small... It was Ramath-Lehi, everyone varied in size, color, and shape... Delicately with her right pedicle, she pulled her mahogany knapsack up and rested it reticently upon her table. She had her eyes closed still, it was no use to keep them open anyhow- it wasn't as if she'd magically see after all these years... Alabaster dappled auds flattened upon her crimson pericranium as her crania swiveled about, she was looking around using her acute senses of vibration and heat- the cubicle was fairly large and their were several desks as far as she could discern. Her attention twas abruptly diverted toward the stranger, she could feel his presents- mainly the electronic impulses emitted from his nervous system and his body heat. Once again Rouge's mentality was perplexed over his gender, male or female? Though she wouldn't ask, there was no need too... Well, it would be nice to get to know others within this class- shyness however was holding her back. Femora shrugged lightly before telepathing back to the teacher joyously. <font color=red>{Thank you Sir! I'm Rouge...}</font> She was defiantly excited, the class would start soon enough! What was in store for her, Rouge could only hypothesize with much anticipation... Her small configuration made her take the appearance of a much younger femme, but she was actually 1 500 years of age... And a pretty smart pendragon too, despite her disabilities. The she 'dragon skimmed her obsidian mane to the side of her facial complexion, the ebon tendrils overlapped her left eye- she was a "cutie" despite her numerous scars... Those scars were harsh symbols of a abuse from her parents, siblings, and other family members. Though that was all behind her now, the past was the past and dwelling upon it was futile; at least how Rouge saw it. Ah never the less, her mentality was complete focused on the class and teacher -- nothing else... </font></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#3BB9FF'><font size="3" color="sea green">{Welcome Rouge and I hope you will have a great time here and leave with experience in your hands}</font> Thren waited paitently for the other ones names also petting his dear friend Hiter who had now jumped up onto his desk. As Thren was waiting he jotted down all of the qustion he would ask with their corresponding answers. He was also reveiwing his lesson plan today, he was proud of himself for coming up with these activities. <font size="3" color="sea green">This is going to give them a good hands on experience</font> He had a sly grin on his face as he was thinking that.</font>
<font color='#A255'>ooc//hope it's not too late to enter. ^^; ic//He sauntered into the classroom, knapsack slung over his shoulder. Silver oculars were glued to the ground before him, he seemed lost in thought. Zoology... it really had nothing to do with him, yet there was something in the idea of studying animals that drew him to this class. Still absorbed in his own thoughts, he robotically lumbered over a seat in the second row, way off to the side, and set his knapsack under the desk. Gaze raising, the male now seemed to scrutinize every student, apparently in distaste. He lingered on Rouge for a moment, catching something about her that wasn't quite right, then moving on to glare at the rest of the classroom.</font>
<font color='#3BB9FF'><font size="2" color="sea green">{Why hello there young one whats your name?}</font> Thren telepathed to the new student awaiting his answer expextently. After that telepath he went back to reveiwing his plans for the day. As he was thinking that he glanced over to the closet which gave a slight jerk hoping none of the students saw this he glanced back over to the new arrival waiting for his name. Hiter jumped up off the desk and started prowling the aisles again as if inspecting the students.</font>
<font color='#A255'>{Santiago,} grumbled his mindspeak, digits drumming idly on the desk. Eyes shifted between them and the closet, and upon noticing the sudden jerk, he quirked a brow, interested. Turning back to the smooth desk before him, he returned to his previous state of glaring at nothing, though at times his target would shift to glaring at the teacher, for he had his suspicions about what lay beyong the rattling doors. And though he wasn't scared, at all, he didn't think that whatever it was liked to be cooped up.</font>
<font color='#3BB9FF'><font size="2" color="sea green">{Welcome Santiago}</font> Thren noticed the look Santiago gave to the closet. Knowing that the students are probably catching on to whats inside he decided to walk over and open it.Inside where several spacious cushioned cages draped with a black cloth,making it impossible for the students to see what where the contents of the cage.Thren walked over to his desk and layed two of the cages on his desk and went back to lock the closet.Now all he had to do was catch the other students name and he could start his class.</font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <font color="black" font size="1">LIZZY! LOL XD Rouge's attention twas diverted toward the closet- she could sense the vibrations, the heat, electronic impulses... She defiantly knew there were creatures behind the obscurity of the closed doors; however the species of animals, she knew not. But than the teacher opened the closet and pulled out two cages, both of which covered with an obsidian cloth. Rouge's heart literally sprung within her peritoneum- she was excited though it didn't show... For her emotions were masqueraded behind an reticent symmetrical grin, one of a serious nature. Achromatic dappled auds swiveled about her pericranium for no reason- more and more students were entering the class... But luckily for Rouge she was on the front desk exactly in the middle row, in her mentality it was a luck related matter. Femme did notice Santiago and could tell he was staring at her for a moment- though she didn't care, it wasn't the first time. Adolescent femora tapped her metallic talons against her wooden desk, she enjoyed the feel of the vibrations from which her claws produced- it was like music, yet without intonation. The she 'dragon had already given out her name -- Rouge. It wasn't a highly thought of branding, her real eponym was Celestiai Naifa... But not a solitary individual within the school knew that, she didn't want to be called such a monogram again... It brought back to many atrocious memories, most of which were better left alone. <font color=red>{Thank you Mr. I hope I enjoy myself as well, it seemed like a rather interesting class.}</font> Femora 'dragon still didn't know his name, so she called him Mr. </font></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#3BB9FF'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="lightgrey "><tr><td><p align="left"> <font face="Verdana" size="1" color="steelblue"> <center> ooc:Hey Mit does this look familiar;) BIN:<font face="Verdana" size="1" color="sea green">{Well while where waiting for the other students name let me begin with introducing myself, My name is Thren and I will be you zoology teacher for today. Now if you would all open your books to pg.6 you will notice that there are some questions which you should all know but if you don't its ok. Rouge I gave you a special book for the blind.}</font> <font face="Verdana" size="1" color="steelblue"> While Thren was saying this one of the cages gave a quick jerk but when Hiter pounced up on the desk it calmed down. As he looked down to pg. 6 he saw the questions which read: 1.Whats a Carnivore? 2.Whats a Herbivore? 3.Whats an Omnivore? While awaiting there answers he looked over to the cage and partially lifted the cover and put a peice of meat into it.</left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <font color="black" font family="tahoma" font size="1">A felicitous grin crinkled across the incarnadine jowls of Rouge- the sensatory pads beneath her right pedicle skimmed across the asperous pages of her book. She knew the answers- all three to be exact... Femora 'dragon raised her paw into the atmospheric velocity, she was rather casual; if the teacher didn't pick her that was alright... She knew the answer and that well enough satisfied her mentality. Perpendicular plume twitched idly as it suspended off the side of her monolithic chair... The cages still perplexed Rouge, Thren hadn't lifted the onyx cloth yet so all she could do was hypnotize what was beneath the enigmatically nadir. She loved fauna, flora and everything nature had to offer- that explained the tattoo upon her left hackle... It twas a fully bloomed alabaster orchid, with streaks out scarlet chromatism radiating from the lip and the petals edges twas dappled with ebony. Her personality respectively matched her tattoo which she had gotten herself, for her parents cared not in branding her with one. Rouge was still awaiting the teacher to pick a student, her delicately chiseled crania gravitated about the cubicle... It was reticent for her- not a sound nor sight could was given to her... This femora lived in a world of cryptic darkness and sheer muteness. However, over the years she had grown used to it- and infact, Rouge enjoyed the unbroken tranquility of silence... In a way it brought solace to her soul. </font></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#A255'>ooc//mittens! xD ic// Chin resting on his propped up paw, he continued to stare at his dancing fingers with a look that suggested not so much boredom, but rather impatience. The cages had failed to draw his attention, though curiousity lingered as to what was inside them. As the professor gave out instructions, Santiago caught his last sentence and glanced once more towards the girl sitting in the frontmost of the class. So that was it... She was blind. And, judging by the fact that everyone had taken to thoughtspeak, deaf as well. Man, she must have really done something awful in a past life... Though it did fit, and he mentally slapped himself for not picking up on it earlier. With the one free arm that wasn't supporting his head, he reached for the textbook and set it on its bottom edge, sides closed partly, slightly covering his face. It did make him look a tad more secluded from the rest of the class, but this was exactly what he desired.</font>
<font color='#00FF00'><font color=gray face=verdana><font style="font-family:verdana; font-size:11px; line-height:11px"><span style=letter-spacing:-1px>Reveri stood, trancelike, off to the side of the door, for a few seconds as the conversation between the teacher and Rouge ended. Flicking his tail in mild sheepishness, the obsidian-and-silver male eased over to a chair in the back row, on the far side of the row of desks. Personally, he didn't care for seats in the front. He wasn't a promptly answering student. In fact, most of the time, he contemplated the answer and simply waited for someone else to bring it up. If asked, he would probably have a reply, but he rarely was eager to display his intelligence. Reveri flicked his ears idly, forepaws pressing against the desk as he arched his back, stretching muscles still cramped from that morning's exercise. Somehow, between keeping himself almost unseen in the corner, and wandering off in his own mental world, Rev missed the question about his name. Naturally, he presumed that it would be asked, but not until all of the students were there. Otherwise he would simply repeat himself for the benefit of a few others who decided to be a bit late for Zoology class. Never the less, the obsidian male was usually rather aware of what was said to him. Perhaps because it was less direct, he missed the fact that he was the one being spoken to. Of course, telepathic words were often shoved aside, since he was preoccupied. Despite his young age on this world, Reveri was wise enough to know to be polite to his so called "superiors". Though he doubted very much that the teacher had seen or experienced as much as he had. As Thren spoke again, Reveri's ears laid back in sleek apology as he realized he was the final student. <font color=steelblue>{Eh, sorry 'bout that. Was a bit preoccupied. My name's Reveri.}</font> He commented mentally, speaking so that Rouge and Santiago could hear as well. Shaking his head mildly, chiding himself, he reached a forepaw to flick to the proper page. Silver-blue eyes rolled as he viewed the questions. What were they, toddlers? A bit simple questions for pendragons his age, and, for that matter, Rouge and Santiago's. Pushing the book up a bit so that it reclined at a comfortable reading position, the male quirked a brow at their teacher, patiently waiting for him to choose someone to answer. Though he didn't particularlly want to be the one to do so, his bright eyes knew the replies, if only asked.</font>
<font color='#3BB9FF'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="lightgrey "><tr><td><p align="left"> <font face="Verdana" size="1" color="steelblue"> <center> Thren looked down to the students to see who replyed when he heard Reveri introduce himself <font face="Verdana" size="1" color="sea green">{Welcome Reveri, Rouge now if you can tell us the answers we can do some mroe fun stuff, I won't tell you exactly what they are but they'll be much better then reading from a silly old book} <font face="Verdana" size="1" color="steelblue">Thren gave a slight glance to the cages and the door while he was saying that. Hiter took the hint and layed down near the threshold looking anxious.</left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <span style="font-size:10px;color:#000000;font-family:tahoma">^^; Mee hehehehehehe! *coughs and plays around with fonts* Rouge put her paw down slowly, her patience was running out so she wouldn't answer the question unless asked... They were easy, maybe Zoology for Beginners wasn't the right class for her mentality. Though maybe she could meet others? Unlikely, not many joined in colloquy with this femme; however despite various matters she wasn't antagonistic. Infact she was quite complaisant... Oculus of bittersweet dahlia opened thoughtlessly but remained tenacious, the she 'dragon lacked pupils and her optics were nebulous. Rouge's delicately chiseled crania swiveled to her right while the the teacher wasn't looking, her unintentional glare twas given toward the other students... Though she meant it not, femme closed her eyes again not wanting the others to think she was gaping at them. She fixed her attention toward the teacher once again, femora wasn't a bad pendragon... Rouge was just born in the wrong family at the wrong time- a horrible fate as she once quoted. The she 'dragon wasn't a trouble maker, infact her reputation was immaculate... In her mentality all older than her were to be appreciated- that philosophy had served her well over the passing years... With giving respect she gained respect... Never the less, femora's perpendicular plume swayed idly upon bedimmed rhythm- a long forgotten hymn, the lyrics in which she couldn't reverberate. Rouge failed to espy the details of the teacher's face nor could she apprehend the anxiousness of Hitler; as far as this femme was concerned the cages were /still/ closed... Thus what laid behind the obscurity of the onyx cloth was unknown. </span></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#3BB9FF'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="lightgrey "><tr><td><p align="left"> <font face="Verdana" size="1" color="sea green"> <center> {We'll Rouge whats he answer? If you don't know its ok Im sure there are many other students who would like to state the answer.}</font> <font face="Verdana" size="1" color="steelblue">Giving a slight glare to Rouge wondering why she didn't recite. </left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <span style="font-size:10px;color:#000000;font-family:tahoma"> Rouge glanced up upon realizing the teacher /wanted/ her to answer, her shoulders convoluted in a slight shrug before she telepathed back to him. Femora recited precisely what was documented into her adolescent mentality. <font color=red>{A carnivore is any flesh-eating animal or insect-eating plant. Examples can include species such as a dakesto and qereniath from the mammalian family; or a striped tmuka and krit from the reptilian family; or a aktrieor from the avian family... Etcetera.... Etcetera.... Etcetera..... A herbivore is any animal that eats plants, such as the docile trinthil or inth. An omnivore pertains to any organism that eats both plants and flesh. Like the anthropoid- szjimit and the mammal- mieren.}</font> The she 'dragon did have a rather long answer, she could have named more creatures that pertained to each category- but she wasn't the teacher so Rouge would keep things fairly simple. Femora was satisfied and leaned back against her chair, her claws retracted back into diminutive fore pedicles as her crimson mantled gaze twas anchored upon her teacher. Ethereal sigh escaped lingual cavity through parted scarlet jowls while her attention once again twas diverted toward the cages. Her mind still perplexed over what twas held beneath the obsidian cloth which was opaque enough to obscure even the shape of the creatures demeanor. </span></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#3BB9FF'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="lightgrey "><tr><td><p align="left"> <font face="Verdana" size="1" color="steelblue"><center> <font face="Verdana" size="1" color="sea green"> <center> {Very well done Rouge. Now if you can all copy that down into your notebooks we can begin the second part of this wonderful class. Now while your copying down your notes I will unravel the mystery to whats under these covers. I'm sure your all aware of the cages on my desk} <font face="Verdana" size="1" color="steelblue">Walking over to his desk he revealed what was under the covers........*dramatic pause* <font face="Verdana" size="1" color="sea green">{You will have to come up here and identify what this wonderful creature hear is. For Rouges benefit I will describe it. Its an Omnivore,I hope you all know what that is, Its 50 cm long and their fur is a yellowish-khaki colour, but varies with the type of forest they live in. It is also active at dusk and dawn and they are very common in the jungles living in so called "tree houses". Now if you look through your books you could find it. If you want you can come up here and feel him he won't harm you, he's tame. After this we will go outside to see if there are a little community of fauna in the yard. Im sure your all excited about that.} <font face="Verdana" size="1" color="steelblue">Thren said with a grin across his face. He didn't want this class to be boring and he didn't want himself looking boring. Hiter started prowling the aisles again as if anxious for something.</left></tr></td></table><center></font>
