Welcome to Gaia! ::

A new student was in the hallway heading toward the cafeteria. She had feline ears and tail as well as large feathery wings pressed against her back. She looked at her claws as she walked, making sure they were still nice and sharp from her last scaricure. Long black hair wished along with her hips.

Nefertari sauntered her way to the cafeteria in search of a delicious meal. Lion tail swishing back and forth, she wondered what kind of food they served here. Gernealy she enjoyed hunting for hers, or at least fighting her brothers for a portion. But all she asked was a good source of protien! She needed to maintain her figure! Her wings ruffled a bit as she entered the room, looking around at the decor. Interesting was all she could say, especially after seeing the Lunch Lady.

She walked over to the line, got a tray, and began to look over the selections. She finally made a few choices, grabbed a drink, then walked to an empty table in the sun. She missed the desert and did her best to always stay in the warmest place.

Ah nice and sunny, the cat couldn't have felt better soaking up the rays. She could be such a lap cat when it came to a nice sunbeam. But her attention was suddenly drawn to a voice. Tari looked up as a boil addressed her, a bloody piece of....something....on her fork. Her chocolate feline eyes were slitted in bright light. She gave him a quick once over, couldn't help it, he was nice looking. So how could she say no to him? She motioned to one of the chairs.

"Sure. Always happy to share a sunny spot," she chomped down on the bloody meal, sipping on some water rather than any other drink. Her tail flicked back and forth as she looked at the boil. Hmm, scales and wings. Some kind of lizard. Maybe even a dragon.

"I'm Nefertari, newly arrived here at Amityville," she grinned with glistening fangs. Her feathered wings looked almost like caramel with the black tips deep and rich. Her white linen mid-drift was accented by her egyptian collar. Her dark midnight hair was only interupted by her ears and the golden glint of the anhk headpiece she always wore.

Ah leave it to a dragon to notice accessories. She had a smile inwardly at the idea. Dragons and their shiny things. Jewelry was just something she enjoyed; from earings to arm bands, to her neck collar. It made her feel pretty and in a pinch they helped when punching someone!

"Thanks, never without some but always looking for something new. Only time I'm not wearing any is during Bruteball or Roughby," she cat grinned at him.

Ah sports, how she loved it. Her predatory nature really came out during sports, especially anything to do with tackling. Tari was not a delicate desert lotus, oh no! She could roll just as rough as any male! She was forced to learn considering her older and younger brothers were all rather rough. No one was treated as delicate or weak. A guardian animal couldn't been seen as such. They had to be strong, fierce, and make humans quake in their sandels. At least that's what her mother had said.

"Any good teams here?" she looked to the older boy. With him being a knob he would know more about the sports programs. He also looked pretty physically fit himself.

"Hmm, I'll have to talk to him. Maybe I can help get the team going," she grinned with her fangs flashing. She loved a good rough game; blood pumping, sweat pouring, and claws flashing. And maybe she could start a school Roughby team for ghouls and boils. Ghouls must not be well known sports players around her.

"So what else is there for a ghoul or boil to do around here?" she continued eating the bloody stuff she had picked. It was ok but she missed her mother's cooking. She could make a mean lamb dish. As in it could still attack you if you didn't pounce it just right. Ah that was perfect.

The ghoul listened to all the dragon boil talked about that could be fun. The clubs defiantely sounded fun! She loved to dance, well she loved to do anything that involved a lot of physical movement. Plus she didn't have her parents and older brothers around to stop her from dressing up however she wanted. So she definately was interested in the clubs. Next he said the library. She did enjoy a good mental challenge, her kind almosted lived by it. But it wouldn't be her main hang out.

Ah the maul, the promised land! Shopping was always a great passtime, she'd have to write her parents for a seed allowance. She soooooo had to get some make up that wouldn't come off when she was playing bruteball. She could also use some new outfits. The movies would be great for dates, nice and dark for cuddling and a soft mauling. She took a few more bites of her meal as she thought about it.

"Well definately the maul and a few clubs," she smirked, "Speaking of what kind of clubs does the school have?"

The guy didn't talk much but then again he was eating and she was a stranger basically. She continued munching on her food as she mulled over the other clubs. She wasn't sure she liked many of them, prefering sports over clubs. But then she thought of one question she had to ask.

"What about places to fly? I'll go nuts if I can't get a good fly around in," she stretched one feathered wing. She thought the dragon with his own wings would know where some of the best flying spots were to either stretch your wings or just have some diving fun.