Rogan
“Don’t look so glum or they’d rip you to shreds” Professor Meirs whispers on to my ear.
I’m not trying to look glum, I thought to myself.
I’m dreading this whole thing as we enter the whole arena with a six-story high ceiling of metal crossing over each other and letting the natural air in. Rows of seats on a safe distance which this whole place could house at least 4 northern dragons in the whole place.
Students were already there both Shifters and Riders alike. Talking and conversing till they caught a whiff of my scent. Their gazes snap directly at me and my robe suddenly feels too revealing despite it being so baggy and covering what I’m wearing.
I see Arisina, someone related to me from house Vasir. She’s a rider too and a high born just like me and beside her is a lean
