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Castor does not like large crowds, and with both classes all crammed into the small forge for this week's class he was feeling quite anxious already. Netty and Zagor explained what they were going to do today from the front of the crowd and quickly set everyone off to find a partner. Castor, trying to avoid the major parts of the crowd settled against the wall and looked over the students around the edges. There were a few that caught his eye and despite being as nervous around the crows as he was he couldn't help but admit there were quite a few pretty faces among the group he would love to get to know if they would ever step away. Soon enough, he noticed a large yellow quad standing around the edge of the group, looking a bit confused. The quad in question seemed to be having trouble with finding a partner as well.

"Hey, are you a fire student?" Castor asked the quad.

The quad turned around and nodded with a smile.

"Great! Let's be partners!" Castor said, enthusiastically dragging the quad over to one of the forges near the entrance. Once the two of them got settled, Castor went to grab some coals to add into the unlit forge.

"I'm Castor by the way, nice to meet you!" he said as he poured some of the bag of coals in.

The quad in response began to move their paws around. Castor, while confused at first, pretty quickly caught on that the quad was trying to sign their name.

"Oh wait... um hang on..." He said. He knew some basic sign language through talking with Mehit and her mute son but wasn't very confident in it. "Little Fang? Did I get that right?"

The quad, indeed Little Fang, nodded and seemed to relax a bit knowing that he could actually communicate with the blue biped at least a little bit without having to write things down or get someone to interpret.

"Nice to meet you then Little Fang!" Castor smiled back at him.

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Intended to be Castor getting distracted by staring at his partner the whole time but the story took a different turn as I kind of write the stories right as I upload things. Oh well.

Needless to say Castor is indeed distracted by his handsome class partner as well as being relieved to find someone in the large crowds that wouldn't be too chatty when he's as nervous around crowds of wyngrew as he is.

and no egg with him because why would he bring his egg into a forge where there's sharp things everywhere and tons of people he doesn't know? He's still paranoid about leaving it with Fitcher and Filly but... at least the treehouse is mostly babyproof?

Little Fang belongs to smokeing-fish

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Description
Castor does not like large crowds, and with both classes all crammed into the small forge for this week's class he was feeling quite anxious already. Netty and Zagor explained what they were going to do today from the front of the crowd and quickly set everyone off to find a partner. Castor, trying to avoid the major parts of the crowd settled against the wall and looked over the students around the edges. There were a few that caught his eye and despite being as nervous around the crows as he was he couldn't help but admit there were quite a few pretty faces among the group he would love to get to know if they would ever step away. Soon enough, he noticed a large yellow quad standing around the edge of the group, looking a bit confused. The quad in question seemed to be having trouble with finding a partner as well.

"Hey, are you a fire student?" Castor asked the quad.

The quad turned around and nodded with a smile.

"Great! Let's be partners!" Castor said, enthusiastically dragging the quad over to one of the forges near the entrance. Once the two of them got settled, Castor went to grab some coals to add into the unlit forge.

"I'm Castor by the way, nice to meet you!" he said as he poured some of the bag of coals in.

The quad in response began to move their paws around. Castor, while confused at first, pretty quickly caught on that the quad was trying to sign their name.

"Oh wait... um hang on..." He said. He knew some basic sign language through talking with Mehit and her mute son but wasn't very confident in it. "Little Fang? Did I get that right?"

The quad, indeed Little Fang, nodded and seemed to relax a bit knowing that he could actually communicate with the blue biped at least a little bit without having to write things down or get someone to interpret.

"Nice to meet you then Little Fang!" Castor smiled back at him.

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Intended to be Castor getting distracted by staring at his partner the whole time but the story took a different turn as I kind of write the stories right as I upload things. Oh well.

Needless to say Castor is indeed distracted by his handsome class partner as well as being relieved to find someone in the large crowds that wouldn't be too chatty when he's as nervous around crowds of wyngrew as he is.

and no egg with him because why would he bring his egg into a forge where there's sharp things everywhere and tons of people he doesn't know? He's still paranoid about leaving it with Fitcher and Filly but... at least the treehouse is mostly babyproof?

Little Fang belongs to smokeing-fish

6/1047