Crescat Scientia, Vita Excolatur
05-25-2022, 08:03 PM
Milo gave a brisk nod of his head when Theory described the species' offspring as rabbit kits without fur. "Precisely. Only far uglier," he remarked with a bit of a chuckle. The Headmistress assured him that inspiration for naming the creatures would strike when he least expected it, and he was inclined to agree. Muse did seem to be a fickle thing and often showed up when it was least expected. Perhaps in his time amongst his new students, he would find something to spark that idea in his head. Theory ecstatically agreed to show him around and mentioned a curious girl named Fable who he had to meet. "I would be delighted to meet your niece! As well as all the others of your pack- er, school... pack-school? Abaven. Yes, let's go with Abaven!" Milo smiled, his awkward lack of social skills painfully obvious while he tried not to make a bigger fool of himself and instead followed the Headmistress' lead. Theory explained every part of the land they passed through and its importance to Abaven. The ancestral lands of the rapids and nearby thicket. She cautioned him on the rapids, but after having his own firsthand account with the rushing waters, Milo knew better than to disregard safety when around them. "I will exercise the utmost caution around them then," he assured his new alpha with a resolute nod.
The trek along the riverfront was peaceful and idyllic. Milo could see why Theory had chosen to found her school here. The lands were gorgeous and had plenty of nature to lend itself to an environment for fostering education. Shorty thereafter, the two wolves arrived to the cliffs that made up the school proper. Milo gazed in awe at the vastness of the lands. Abaven was a huge pack in terms of territory! As the Destruction woman explained her motivation behind the founding of the school, Milo listened with intent and alert ears. Her story drew a sad yet understanding nod from the man. "It sounds like it was a prudent decision to go in the direction you did. Very sagacious of you, Miss Theory." A pause lapsed between them before the man added, "I'm sorry you were forced to take on so much so young. It seems like you've done a tremendous job with the hand you've been dealt though." He couldn't even begin to imagine how he would handle such responsibilities thrust upon him at that age. Theory was a masterclass in tenacity, it seemed.
After some more walking towards the cliffs with Milo drinking in his surroundings, another question came to his mind. "So what does your faculty look like so far? How many professors should I be expecting to collaborate with? What's the expected size of your student body?"
The trek along the riverfront was peaceful and idyllic. Milo could see why Theory had chosen to found her school here. The lands were gorgeous and had plenty of nature to lend itself to an environment for fostering education. Shorty thereafter, the two wolves arrived to the cliffs that made up the school proper. Milo gazed in awe at the vastness of the lands. Abaven was a huge pack in terms of territory! As the Destruction woman explained her motivation behind the founding of the school, Milo listened with intent and alert ears. Her story drew a sad yet understanding nod from the man. "It sounds like it was a prudent decision to go in the direction you did. Very sagacious of you, Miss Theory." A pause lapsed between them before the man added, "I'm sorry you were forced to take on so much so young. It seems like you've done a tremendous job with the hand you've been dealt though." He couldn't even begin to imagine how he would handle such responsibilities thrust upon him at that age. Theory was a masterclass in tenacity, it seemed.
After some more walking towards the cliffs with Milo drinking in his surroundings, another question came to his mind. "So what does your faculty look like so far? How many professors should I be expecting to collaborate with? What's the expected size of your student body?"
