halcyon_houses

Who: Kissy and Frankie
Where: Frankie's room
When: After class
What: Supposedly doing school work, actually doing everything else BUT

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The Faerie Princess
meets
The Spicey Sprite
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Kissy and Frankie would both probably deny it at the moment, but the girls were proabably easily paired in people's minds. The similar wings, the similar personalities, and even similar classes. They both had the same morning routines: Creative Writing, Flying. Although there were certainly differences between the two.

Of course, there lives were certainly different. Frankie was in the House of Fire and Kissy was in Zephyr House, for example! She didn't see why people had to be separated into different houses. Well, she sort of knew. It probably wouldn't be a good thing for her or new weres to live in really close proximity. Some of them could get very nosey --literally-- and already a few people had started snuffling her shoulder or arm and started to apologize profusely for it. It was okay, she got it.

Who wouldn't want to snuffle her?

She ignored a lot of the looks from the other girls as she asked directions to Frankie's room. Guess she wasn't very popular in the House of Fire, or maybe those were ladies didn't like having a huge ball of unusual scent causing chaos with their nostrils. When you had that strong sense of smell, you totally got used to things as they were. Kissy not only temporarily obliterated those very close, but also scattered her dust with every step. If she stayed in one place long enough, they might smell her for days after.

"Thanks!" She said to her helper who'd walked her right to Frankie's door...three steps away. Kissy knocked pertly a few times, gently so as not to seem too intrusive. "It's Kissy!!!!" As if half of her floor didn't already know she was there.