ribbon cutting

Corvus had been emotionally distant for awhile now. He was present, always present and willing to help where he could, but mentally he'd been absent and he fully intended to fix that, especially now that classes would begin soon. He'd always had a passion toward teaching and helping mold the mind of Abaven's young, only exacerbated by his own chance at fatherhood slipping out from between his paws before he'd even had a chance to come to terms with it. This school would help him, it would help all of them, he was sure of it.

He wasn't surprised to find Theory at the fringes of the school grounds, and he let out a quiet bark out to alert her to his presence. As he drew closer, a warm smile touched his lips and he gave her a slow nod, though his attention drifted to the grounds as he looked over them appreciatively. They'd done fine work and he was proud of what was being built - and what would be a continued work in progress. "Theory," he greeted her, his posture slackening as he drew closer. Being in her presence always seemed to help lift some weight off his shoulders, no matter how dark he might be feeling. "Exciting, isn't it?" His smile grew as he moved and fell into step beside her.