The Makings of a Student!

Wylan knew that a lesson was brewing, he had seen Ignita working, and had even helped her a little at the smithy. When she called out for students, he was quick to respond. Unlike that lesson with the poor healer, he was a lot more prepared.

He trotted into the classroom, waving a wing at Ignita as he went past. “Hi Iggy!” He said in greeting as he made his way fully inside. He picked a lying desk, and settled on the pillow behind it. He kept his wings tightly closed, knowing just how much space he could take up in an enclosed space otherwise. Admittedly, it sucked a little sometimes having to keep them so close.


"Speech"