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One extremely large room, actually, two, with a wall thrown down, has been turned into a fitting area for what this young woman wants to teach. Combat. The room contains a large sandpit, a forest terrain, what appears to be a rather good recreation of an alleyway, along with an area covered with mats. Various cupboards and cabinets holding food, overflowing with random objects and weapons, line the wall closest to the door, just behind a large desk, with a cushion on top of it. Also adorning the desk are stacks of books, papers, pencils, cups, packaged food, sketches, and a few trinkets from her travels. Along the walls are countless hand-drawn maps, along with diagrams of combat stances and framed pictures of strange places [Perhaps places that Turner has been to?].

Seated on the cushion was the elusive battle instructor herself, a grin on her face as she listened to her teaching assistant, Tyven, voice her thought-out opinions on the things they'd be covering this lesson.

Two snakes, a bird, a panda, and a horse. It was time for combat not based solely on the human aspects of their DNA.

Tyven's lavender gaze slid over Nibal and Kalseru as she leaned over smoothly to speak to Turner in a low voice, alerting the older woman to who exactly the boy was and his DNA.

Azucar lifted his head at the sight of another dragon, his white teeth flashing in a toothy, not altogether friendly, smile. Greetings, Kalseru. I am called Azucar.

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A huge grin spreading over her features, Turner remained seated, gesturing to a large sparring mat the boy could sit on. "Welcome, Nibal! I'm Turner, your teacher. Tyven's my assistant, although she tells me you've already met. We're waiting on four more kids, so congrats on getting here early, kid."

"Cleo! Lian! Welcome to the class! I hope ya'll are ready to give it your all! We're waiting for the last two boys, then we'll get started, so, take a seat, chat, whatever y'feel like." Turner grinned to see familar children in her classroom.

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Azucar gave a disgusted noise, his gold eyes jumping from Kalseru to Shilling as he shifted to avoid the plump gold dragon's affectionate attentions. In a move that he'd been practicing, he loftily floated up into the air to drift toward Xiao. She was much more to his liking, and since that dragon class, he'd learned to unlock his magic as well. Greetings, Xiao... Shilling. I have learned we are not to do battle unless Coleman, the dragon instructor, is also present.

Tyven, on the other hand, was calm, stepping forward to firmly grip Lian's hand in a respectful greeting. She was as graceful and smooth as usual. After all, she'd found out about an hour ago that Cleo was going to be here and had already had a private, painful moment.

"I am fine, Lian, and yourself? I trust you are well?" She actually had a bit of liking for the boy, as well as Emi. Her purple gaze shifted briefly from Lian to Cleo's fake smile, and back. She wasn't about to greet the goldcrest first.

Kalseru wagged her tail at being greeted. Someone noticed that she was to be respected! The green practically strutted over to where the lindworm was, ignoring her boy for the moment. "Greetings, Azucar. I am anticipating the outcome of this class." She glanced over at her boy for a moment, a rather wicked grin upon her maw.

Nibal glanced over to where the teacher was sitting, eyeing her for a moment. She was different from the other two he'd had so far. "Hello." He glanced over at Tyven, nodding a greeting to her. He made his way over to the mat Turner had indicated, taking a seat at the same time that Cleo and Lian entered.

The frog boy recognized the panda kid from one of his previous classes. That was the kid who didn't want to fight a girl. He glanced at the girl who'd entered with him, apparently someone he knew. Kalseru's tail flicked in irritation as Azucar's attention turned to the two newcomer dragons. Kal hissed softly at the sight of Xiao, though she stopped when Nibal quickly scolded her.

Kal's head perked back up as she caught one word that Azucar had said. "Coleman?" The gears in the dragon's mind could be seen kicking into gear as she placed the name. "That's Nibal's Elder." The green nodded as she recalled the name now. It probably helped that Azucar had described him as the dragon instructor...

Valens read over the note that he had in his hand, "Species Based Combat Tactics." He read outloud to the silver dragon who was walking along side of him. His ears turned forward as he thought about that, "Does that mean like... kicking and stuff?" He asked looking over at Ellie. He couldn't think of any other sort of combat tactic that horses had off hand. Then again given what his hooves were made out of and how strong he was a well placed kick would no doubt be good enough.

"Could be." The silver said, giving a dragon's version of a shrug. She figured they would figure it all out when they got to the classroom. After all the teacher would know a lot more then the Silver knew and would be better at instructing her boy as to what he should do, "Just listen to the teacher."

Valens gave a laugh and a nod, "Of course!" He had a lot of fun in the last Melee class he had taken with Mr. Tsuzuki when he had been learning about Naginata's and how to wield one. Between that class and the classes he'd taken with Mr. Barkhelm his ability to focus was becoming better and better, whereas his mind used to wander a lot before. More strict teachers were better for the horse boy it had seemed.

Ellie reached out suddenly, catching hold of the back of her boy's shirt and brought him to a halt in front of the classroom they were meant to go to. If it were left up to her boy they would have kept on walking right passed.

"Oh! Hahahaha." He turned and stepped into the classroom that she had indicated. He looked around to see who all was here, a little shiver going through his system. Why did it seem everywhere he went that snake was present? While he had nothing about Terpsichore himself he had an innate fear of snakes in general.

Nibal glanced at the door as the two final students entered, grinning widely as his good friend Ter entered. The frog boy waved at the snake while Kal abandoned the other dragons to happily slink over to where Baroness was. "This shall be interesting..." The green told the wyvern, recalling the last melee class their boys had been in together. She gave a chuckle, which was cut short as the teacher began to talk. Even being surrounded by English all of the time, the green often had to think on what the words meant exactly.

"Strengths? Ha!" She muttered, glancing over at her boy. He was a wimpy blue boy. Though he could do fun things, like stick to the ceiling. Hide and seek with him had a whole new dimension upon it.

Valens had moved just as quickly to obey the teacher half because he'd learned it was best to listen to teachers and half because Ellie had given him a nudge in the back. He sat down on the farthest side of the mat from the snake and tried to keep under control his shivers as he listened to the teacher.

His ears gave a twitch as he thought on that, he was definitely in that second group. He wasn't one that went out purposefully starting fights but it would be a good idea to stop one if it erupted around him right? Would also make it so that he could protect people which was very important to him and to his dragoness.

Valens eyes widened a little bit at the thought of what might be on the sheets then shook his head and decided not to worry. The worst that could be on them was the fact that he wasn't very bright and had the directional sense of a rock right? Things he already knew and was doing his best to deal with.

He lifted up his hand as she asked if they had questions, "Why groups of three?" He asked, three didn't seem fair, it would either be two against one or just a brawl then wouldn't it?

Ellie's silver eyes showed surprise, wow... her boy had actually asked a good question she thought then gave a bit of a smile. Maybe he was starting to finally use the brain that she knew he had? She did hope so, it would make her life a lot easier if she didn't have to keep an eye on him every second of the day out of her concern for him.

"Well, how ya'll work out who fights who is up to you. But yes, it'll be like a brawl. If someone attacks you out on the street, I can pretty much assure you that they won't unless they think they can win, and that often means the odds are stacked against you."

Turner grinned and shrugged her shoulders. "But we're not quite ready to start that, yet." Winking, she continued. "That won't be until next class, this one, we're going to help you figure out some of the things on that sheet, so you can use 'em."

As the teacher spoke, Tyven wordlessly handed out the pieces of notepaper, with a few scribbles on it.