Thread:Roleplayy/@comment-35882347-20190713193816/@comment-40162417-20190728132231

Capella was panicked.

Having a large family meant amny goodbyes, and even more whiny young dragonets clinging to her heels and begging to go, too. After shaking them all off, she'd took off as fast as she could go towards the school in a frenzy. And if she'd forgotten anything, well, she would have to live without it, and that terrified her.

The NightWing looked a bit alarmed at how many dragons were already there (I'm late, her mind screeched, I'mlateI'mlateI'mlate, now I won't know my winglet because everyone's already in CLASS and I won't have FRIENDS because I didn't make myself known!), but she quickly shoved the worries out of her mind, like she always did, and settled on thinking over whether pets were allowed, for some reason.

Flaring out her wings in the tiniest of shows, she landed in front of the school with a big smile.