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Mia lifted her head in her bedroom. Her pet raven rowan had been trying to chew the dorm furniture ever since she got here. "Oy rowan I told you not to do that about five times already" as rowan the flew over she sighed and got back into her reading. She had been in this school for a two months now but her raven absolutly could chew everything up if she gave him the chance.

Joel arrived back at the dorms after a lacrosse practice. He was tired but didn't feel like going to sleep yet. The common room was spacious and full of books and games. A crowd had gathered around, playing the board game risk. It seemed like too much effort for this time of day. At least for Joel.

He took a seat and watched the other students come and go.

Mia walked out of her bedroom with rowan and decended down the school stairs toward the canteen for a cup of coffe

Joel was thirsty after practice. There was a table set up with all sorts of drinks; tea, water, energy drinks, coffee. He got up from his chair to get a bottle of water.

Most people were only allowed coffee in the morning near breakfast but she levitated some towards her and took a sip of it greatfully as she trod back up the stairs

Feeling the opportunity for a prank, Squiggs had taken the wrapper off his water bottle. He rolled it up into a small piece, knowing ravens couldn't resist shiny things. Making a slight noise as it crinkled in his hands, the plastic wrapper reflected the light towards the raven's eye.

Rowan sqwarked as I walked past the open door and flew in with his mighty effort after somthing

The boy extended his arm for the Raven to land on. That should teach the girl for stealing coffee..

The raven landed on his arm and bit hard nearly taking a chunk out of his arm then he grabbed the wrapper and flew over to mia who was standing in the doorway staring furiously at the boy

The boy's arm started to bleed. There was a look of pain in his eye. He got up to find something to stop the bleeding. He found a few napkins and pressed them down on the surface. White paper soon was stained crimson. He glared back at Mia, equally angered.

Mia strolled over to the boy and said angrily "what the hell do you think your doing with my raven"

The soft breeze tickled Fallon's cheeks. She looked up at the clouds in the sky, gripping her notebook to her chest. The grass gently cushioned her small body. People usually underestimated her, because of her disability. She was literally dumb. But she was a mastermind. A smart girl, who has a hard time expressing her ideas. Fallon was asked by a man the other day to go to a specific school. she wrote in her notebook to talk to him... They had quite a conversation.

Squiggs showed her the bloody papers that clotted the wound on his arms. "What the hell is your raven doing to me? You should train that thing." He turned and faced away, looking out of a window. He could see a girl sitting outside, the sun was shining off her hair as he eyes gazed upwards towards the atmosphere. Maybe she would be a little nicer to him.

"Actually he is tame its just because you attempted to prank him" mia said angrily sipping at her coffee

Fallon could feel eyes on her. She slowly moved her head in that direction and looked back at him. Her pale eyes blinked some, before she stood up and silently walked into campus, with her just as mysterious cat, Kumien, fallowed her, swishing her tail as she walked.

"I just wanted to hold him", he told Mia. "I want a pet." He watched the other girl get up and head inside. She had a cat with her, another pet Squiggs would like to have. One of these days he would have to go to a pet store.

"Well next time get your own" mia said then walked away sipping more coffee

Well that was an odd encounter. Joel checked the wound and saw that the bleeding pretty much stopped. He threw the napkins away and cursed under his breath.

Mia trotted up the stairs and unlocked the door leading to her dorm. Walking in she slumped into her bed and then fell into a deep sleep

The suns last rays had just set. Squiggs was still getting used to this time of the season when the sun was out late. He gathered his things and travelled towards his room. He walked through the great hall and towards the boys dorm, which was on the first floor.

Unlocking his door, he went inside. It had been a long day. He was sore from lacrosse practice and from the wild raven attack. The boy laid down in his bed, too tired to change his clothes. Within a few minutes, he had fallen asleep.