Newling Arrival (Open!)

Syrilith stood dressed in a simple black outfit, her normally pale silver hair, was streaked with tints of Teal and Yellow Green, indicating her Nervousness and Worry. The 5 foot 4 inch tall girl walked where she was directed to by a little simple map that told her where the admissions office was and knocked upon the door lightly.

Her mother had said this school would be good for her, she could learn many things that Kraehe hadn't the time to teach her youngest daughter. "I hope mother was correct.." She whispered to herself..

Syrilith seemed a might confused when the door clicked its unlock, but she syepped inside to see..

...

A sparrow?

Well that was strange.. maybe it was someone's pet.. She thought to herself, curious indeed as she went forward.. "Strange.. I thought there would be someone here.." She spoke simply, curious as to what or who would greet her, so lost in her thoughts that she did not recall her mother's words.. that within thier world.. things were not always as they seemed..

She watched him move about before looking at the paper he had moved. "Mm.. interesting.. that is me there.." she said and bent down to look at hom closer, sniffing as her eyes became more of a draconic slit, swirling yellow with her curiousity.. "what are you.. little bird?" Came her rumbling words.

Syrilith blinked as the bird moved, and she watched it move.. "Realize that if you are speaking to me, I do not yet understand the tweets of birds.." She spoke simply, but went to sit down in a chair near the desk, thinking the secretary was just off getting coffee, or whatever else humans did.. At least she thought the secretary was a human..

Syrilith looked at her and nodded.. "my name is Syrilith. . Im new here.." she said, loooking at the bird.. "your bird is very well trained.." She said watching him curiously.

Syrilith blinked.. "Surely this is some form of jest.. a bird couldnt possibly be a teacher of anything more than his own children.." She said curiously looking over the papers she was given.. she was remembering and memorizing things she needed to know..

She moved to flick the bird when he pecked her. "A bird that cannot communicate with what seems to be anything but tweets cannot possibly teach.. its rediculous." She said standing up. "As cute a bird as it is.. its rediculous if you expect me to believe its a teacher.." she saif with a huff.. she figured they were playing a joke on her.

Syrilith narrowed her eyes at the secretary and stood, her hair tinting red with her anger.. "It is ridiculous." She said, but began to follow the bird. Under her breathe she muttered something in draconic language, but seemed highly annoyed at being told off for not respecting a bird, teacher or no.

Syrilith groaned into her hand, her hair turning a deep magenta with a couple telltale streaks of black, indicating her embarrassment and stress.. She couldn't understand him at all and was certain others were merely playing along..

"How could a bird hold a seminar on anything.." She muttered into her hand, getting irritated as streaks of pale orange streaked through her hair.