Luna set her bags down and let out a sigh. After all the stress and anxiety of getting in, she was here. The fabled Institute of Magic, where all the best magical creatures learned. Her ear flicked towards the quiet sound of the doorknob turning, which made her whirl around. The door suddenly swung open, slamming into the wall.
A small dragon flew into the room, with a suitcase floating behind her. "Hiyyyaaaa!" the dragon exclaimed cheerfully, her blue butterfly-like wings flapping rapidly. She flew over to Luna, before landing on the ground. The dragon had blue-green scales and little antennae.
"Um... hello," Luna tried.
"Hey cute wolf girl! I'm Leafy!" The dragon said. She tilted her head to look at Luna. "Ooh, are you a werewolf?" Leafy asked. "Or just a magical wolf?"
"I'm a werewolf, in a way," Luna said. "My name's Luna.
"Luna, like L-O-O? Or L-U?"
Luna repeated what she told almost anyone who asked. "Don't think about the land, think about the moon!" She exaggerated it by spreading her arms out, before sheepishly pulling them back in. "Sorry."
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Fang and Scale
Short StoryLuna is a new student at the Institute (for Creatures) of Magic. She's looking forward to her new classes and exploring her abilities. Learning alongside her are the bubbly faerie dragon Leafy, the quiet black cat Silhouette, the shy dog ghost Dice...
