Thread: A Tale of Two New Friends...(ShyonexSkylar)

Alright. Ezekiel is going to be a 3rd year, if you don't mind. The car door shut rather loudly as a figure removed himself from his car. He leaned against it for a moment, grumbling softly to himself and thinking what he had left to come here. Not only to the school, but to the country in general. He pushed himself off and flexed his wings a bit before moving around to the back of the car, popping the trunk open swiftly. He grabbed his duffel bag and put it over his shoulder. It containing everything he really would need for his new life at the school given the fact that it was a bit larger than standard, packed tightly, and bulging at that. Ezekiel groaned softly as he turned to look at the campus. While not displeasing to the eye, or mind to most it was very displeasing to his own thoughts as he approached it from the parking lot. His brain was mainly riveted upon the friends he had left, possessions he hadn't been able to bring, his girlfriend, and his family. Now it was up to his brother to take care of his ill mother, a fact which he worried about every other second. He stepped through the main entrance to the school and sighed softly. Why the Hell did I ever leave England? The British transfer stuck his hands in his pockets as he traversed the halls, not too interested in conversing with anyone around him. Or anyone at all, for that matter. He was not in the best of moods at the moment. All he could hope for now was a dorm to himself. Which, Lord knows he probably wouldn't get, but a gryphon could hope, couldn't he? Following the signs posted around the campus, he navigated his way to the administrative office. He placed his hands upon the counter as he entered, drumming his talons softly to get the secretary's attention. As the human looked up, she quickly looked down again and grabbed something before standing. Mr. Stephens, how nice it is to meet you, she said, extending a hand to shake. Pleasure, he said, a British accent obvious in his monotone. He took the key offered to him, the schedule, and his dorm assignment. Ezekiel was now close to his dorm when he heard the soft cry for help, and general banter of idiots. His body heaved with a heavy sigh, and he turned down the hallway, finding a young man pinned to the wall by a lion. Oi! Watcha doing to that boy? he called, slipping his hands out of his pockets. With a strong shove, he managed to get away the two lackeys and give the lion a good ole' jab right across the face. He grasped the boy and helped him stand as he nearly fell. Ezekiel glared over at the lion and leaned Andol against the wall before coming to stomp on his wrist, seeing the ring inside his now outstretched palm. Eh? Is this yours? No. So why do you have it? He bent over and picked it up, walking back to the boy to hand it to him. He felt a hand on his shoulder and quickly swung his duffel backwards, knocking the wind out of the human friend of Leo's. Ezekiel helped Andol down the hall to what would now be both of their dorm opening the door with the key. He stepped in and set down his duffel, shutting the door and sitting the boy on the gryphon's bags. Are you alright? Are you broken anywhere? he asked in his British tone of voice, not too thickly ladled into his speech but enough to make for quite a handsome matter of speaking.