This ain't a diary, this is a - mirror?
anding on the tips of her paws in an attempt to see th
ied. "I think they're going to be giving you
choed. "Why do the
ard in a class so nobody gets left behind." Astrantia s
htly and classrooms that seemed a little too clean to be normal, and there was a little too much text for it to i
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lue hair. She held a clipboard between her paws and seemed to be engaged in conversation with the dog in front of her. On either side of her was a dog: one with brown fur and wavy chestnut hair, and t
owly. "I... guess so. Anyways, it looks like we're going to have to go through a small interview.
at the mention of his name. "Hmph." She
was about to protest whe
re were only a few dogs between them and the front, and
powers." The blue haired dog continued, looking up briefly from her cl
tinkering with machinery. Now, for my powers... I can touch upon one's feelings
dog at the front of the line. All she could see was a
ten. "Try to be quiet, Sam. I need to know what's going to help me make a good first
24." Came the sweet, high pitched voice. Samantha glared at the 'Zuko Sandypaws' as he strolled away, humming. For some strange
g Rank 2, two being Rank 3 and one being Rank 1. To be honest, she cou
s Astrantia stepped forwards. Oh,
powers." The blue haired dog smiled sweetly at
t my neighbourhood. I... don't have powers." Astrantia flashed Abbey her brightest smile.
ly we put dogs with no powers in Rank 3, but... I think you'll do
k you for your generosity!" She glanced back at Samantha and mouthed, "Be careful
loud "Next!" was called. She stepped fo
ring straight back at Samantha, "Now, names hobbies and pow
net." Samantha hesitated for a moment. Abbey took t
earing range: it was now or never. Samantha took a deep breath and ste
?" She prompted. Samantha scowled at her and crossed h
I assume, being family, you don't have powers too... and lying about it
snatched the key out of the other dog's paw.
"I suggest you stop holding up the line, " she growled sof
back. "Really now? What could you do to me?
ly at the touch and the vine recoiled. Abbey smirked at Samantha's shocked expression an
aws. "The name's Riley Scaven, kid, " she snarled, "and if you want your bones intact you
thout another word. She trotted away, trying t