Being around other species was a relatively new experience for Cree. It wasn’t often that she even held conversations with those outside her pack let alone other species. This school reminded her a little bit of the principles her pack stood for. It was a place where many different people were welcomed and, until recently pretty safe. However the headmistress rubbed Cree the wrong way. How eager she was to bring them in, even offering some of the number to be guardians. To replace those that were lost. Like a child replacing broken toys with new ones. Would she easily do the same for her pack? Cree would kill her first.
“If I am in your way you can ask me to move,” Cree turned her eyes from one of the hallway windows towards the person staring at her. “I don’t bite.” @acadiahqstarters










