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((I edited Dessen's appearance, this is him now:

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[[We can start c: We'll start by having everyone get off the train and walk to the Academy.]] 

As the train pulled to a stop, Tori hopped off, Eos in her arms. He looked around at his new surroundings; Tori had only gotten him a few days ago. Eos mewed curiously, stretching out of his owner's arms to sniff at the air. Tori smiled, affectionately petting her kitten's head. He twitched his ears, still curious. "This'll be our new home for now." Tori promised, looking up at Brackenthorn Academy. It was nighttime, the temperature cooling down and fireflies were flitting around. A rather straigthforward path was laid out, paved with limestone. Teachers were lining up by the humongous door that lead to Brackenthorn Academy, as Eos squirmed, eager to get inside to see what the mansion held. "Alright, we're going in." Tori grinned as she strode into Brackenthorn, pausing to adjust her black robes. She quickly located the Cloudrain table, where her house colors glinted coldly in the friendly warm chandelier light. Tori settled down, placing Eos next to her.

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Rio stepped off the train, only waiting for his tuxedo cat to slink off, stretching luxuriously. Rio grinned. "Train ride was boring?" He asked her, and Nya looked up to bear her bright yellow eyes into his. Rio smirked and walked off, pausing only to wait for his cat. Nya followed her owner with a slow trot, eager to visit the nice mansion again. Rio scooped up his cat, carrying her into the Brackenthorn Hall. A girl with a cat was already on the Cloudrain table, but Rio didn't mind. At least he had company, and Nya was rather friendly. He plopped onto the table, setting Nya on his lap. Nya stretched out, lying on his lap, swiping a paw over her face.

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Maya stepped off after the blue-haired boy, glancing enviously at his little black and white cat. Maya had considered getting a cat of her own, but never settled on the breed. "Perhaps a pretty blue-grey cat..." She murmured to herself as she walked absent-mindedly into a tree. Shaking her head irritably, Maya stumbled into the hall, quickly locating the fiery colors of the Wyvernjaw table. "I'm the first." She mumbled, surprised. Maya sat on the end of the table, glancing around.

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Akira shuffled off the train, Bowen perched on his shoulder. Since his owl was so small, Akira had no trouble carrying Bowen around, and his owl was quite attached to his owner. The Elf Owl fluttered his wings in alarm when Akira started bending over, the nap on the train hadn't really helped, and Akira already felt tired. He jerked up, though, when he heard Bowen's hoot, and strode towards Brackenthorn. "Sorry, buddy." He muttered to Bowen, though the owl looked at Akira rather disdainfully. When Akira was tired, Bowen was more like the owner. Akira found the table of the Treemagyks, slumping down onto a chair. Bowen, still perched on Akira's shoulder, swivelled his head around, gazing curiously at the warm surroundings. 

The train wheels sounded like thunder to Terra, the way they were rattling and shrieking, as if trying to raise the dead. And the steam whistle was wailing like something ungodly, or unearthly, and Terra covered her ears in a sorry attempt to stop the noise.

Shuddering like a leaf on the wind she groaned in an irritated fashion as the whistle screamed again. Pulling her black robes around her she straightened the earth-toned tie wrapped around her neck like a strangling noose.

“What did I ever do to deserve this,” she choked out as the tie refused to loosen its death grip on her pale neck. Grappling with it for a few more moments the Treemagyk student finally managed to slacken the tie.

Twwweeeeet!

“Not again!” Terra gasped as she covered her ears once more and bent her head down between her knees, feeling the noise vibrate around her skull like an incessant hammering.

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Rubbing one sore ear thoughtfully a black-robed and thin girl stepped off the train with a sigh, her owl’s cage grasped in one slim-fingered hand. “Looks like the start of a new year, Lumos,” she murmured in a high-pitched yet soft voice, sounding perhaps like the whispering of the wind.

Hooting in reply and flapping his large grey wings Lumos stuck out his beak and touched her hand softly, great amber eyes watching her.

“I probably should get moving,” she said to no one in particular, and padded down the length of the station landing to where the rest of the Brackenthorn students gathered in a clump, looking for all the world like a hive of busy bees, and sounding like one too, for the buzzing of their voices swelled above the noise of the train.

Before~

"Make me proud." Silvie's father stated in an expressionless tone as the girl dragged her trunk to the platform.  Her dark locks fell past her shoulders in lovely waves and her eyes were transfixed on the vast train that would carry her to the familiar Brackenthorn Academy.  "As always, father." she responded in a sweet daughterly tone.  A wicked and slightly dangerous look enlighted her eyes, a look that matched her father's when he was a boy.  Her father gave a nod of approval, and waved her off.  He never really was the fatherly type, but Silvie knew he meant well. 

"Silvie!" a voice called from across the platform.  Silvie quickly identifyed the voice as one of her good friends, she waved him off, and began to go in pursuit when her father called behind her.  "Silviana.  Don't do anything that compliments stupidity."  Silvie smiled, for this was what she heard... Silvie, I care for your safety.  Please be careful.  Silvie beamed and ran into her father's arms, smiling brightly before grabbing her trunk and going after Drewn.

Present~

The train's wheels squeaked to an abrupt halt on the outside of the vast academy.  Silvie was sprawled across the train's velvety seats, her head on her best friend, Drewn's, lap.  A dark black feline relaxed on the opposite side.  Silvie pulled herself to her feet, she wore her Brackenthorn robes, that fitted her slim body quite nicely.  She brushed her bang from her face and took the cat in her arms, scratching his ear gently.  She clambered out of the room and emerged from the train, where the sunlight kissed her faire skin.  Her eyes held a look of wickedness and cunning, eyes that were quite familiar to the other students in as.sociation with herself.  She crossed her arms and balanced her wait on one leg as she waited for Drewn to exit the vehical after her.  The large cat sat at her feet, his scared face to the other students.

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Drewn sighed and picked himself off the seat, he gripped the light gold cage that held a deep black owl, that hid its head in its plumage.  He sighed as the bird chirped lightly in annoyance from being disturbed from its slumber.  The boy ignored the animal and decended out of the train to his awaiting friend.  "Yes, another year..." he stated expressionlessly, turning and motioning for the two of them to catch up to the others.  His dark grey eyes scanned the other students as he tried to pick out familiar faces, succeeding in a few from his own house of Wyvernjaw.  He made his way over and greeted them after the long break, the footsteps of his female companion at his heels.  He gave a nod of acknowledgement and smiled at Silvie behind him.