Roleplay

Maravilla had a hard time waking up."Ugghh." She groaned. Just a few more minutes... She thought to herself and closed her eyes.

---Hour later for her---

She was too asleep to noticed time went by??? "DARN IT." She said and got ready.
Maravilla lived with her aunt but she wasn't there most of the time since she was always busy with something. She was fine with that, her aunt taught her how to hunt.

She got her bag and flew away to school. Pheww that was close, ill be there in no time! Maravilla arrived at school, there were dragons going in and she did too. She wasn't too sure what to do since her aunt taught her instead of taking her to school.

Deep breath in, deep breath out. K'net rustled his wings a little anxiously as he prepared to leave his house, the little gold rings on their edges rattling softly. No one would confront him on his way to school, he reminded himself. Or at least, they probably wouldn't. People in his part of the city were used to seeing him around, and further afield, well... anybody who got in the way of a firescales was pretty stupid.

He waved his tail in a quick goodbye to his father, his mom was already at work. And with that, he was off, launching into the sky with a quick flap of his wings. K'net probably could have walked to school from his house, but the streets were crowded, and if he flew high enough, it was easy to avoid coming into contact with other dragons. But flying everywhere at unnecessarily high altitudes meant he also made a lot of unnecessarily dramatic entrances as a consequence, and it would be much the same today. He pulled into a steep dive as the school came into sight, aiming to land a few yards from the entrance to minimize the chances of landing near a crowd of students. His wings flared wide to brake his dive a little earlier than most dragons might, before tucking them as close to his body as he could manage without accidentally going into freefall. Instead, he made a rather steep glide to the ground. No need to risk smacking anyone with his wings when he landed, even if he couldn't actually hurt anyone at the moment.

K'net rustled his wings again, out of habit, then half spread them, making him look bigger, filling up and owning the space around him. Then he strolled into the school, tail lashing slowly from side to side and head held high. Thin tendrils of smoke occasionally went spiraling off his scales or away from his talons, and his jewelry glinted and clanked softly. K'net was hard to miss. He made sure of it.

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K'net loosely trailed a brown dragon through the halls, keeping an eye on the dragons around him to make sure no one got too close. Pretty much everyone steered clear of him, if not for his scales than for the swaying sandwing barb on his tail, which was not kept safely curled in the typical, polite fashion of most sandwings. He was careful, though, and any extra deterrent against dragons coming too close to him was a good thing.

A quiet laugh from behind him pulled his attention to a prismwing behind him. ...She was a little closer to him than K'net would have liked, and she seemed to be imitating him. It was unusual, but K'net knew he was a little ridiculous, and was glad someone else saw it that way too. He offered the stranger a little smirk before curling his tail into a safer position. If someone was going to be following him, he might as well not risk smacking them with his tail barb. It might not be poisonous, but that didn't make in any safer.

He considered trying to say hi, but they had to get to class. Instead, he lead the way through the doorway he'd seen the colowing go through, and found himself a seat in the back, where he sat neatly, wrapping his tail around his talons and keeping his proud posture.