In an ambiguous time in an ambiguous place, a tall clumsy half beast Sauntered across the lovely grim school grounds with an ambitious heart. There was thought lately about something he may want to do with his future. Between the glorified job of a boogeyman and being a relentless disliked Trick or Treater, he was torn whether he should peruse what paid more but restricted its workers or what paid less and let its deviants run free?
Perusing either however would require a balance and quick eye far beyond his current lack thereof. A lot of classes were opening up but bul was still nervous about his abilities as a raw monster. Taking a cricket class without cricket might prove pretty interesting, maybe he would sign up for that one week? In the meantime Bul found himself at the foot of a great hill.
"Well this is where it said to go.."
Looking up from a sheet of paper he raised a brow and the clouds above roared loudly. His spines started to flatten. Wouldn't want one of those to catch a bolt of lightning!
Licking his lips he pulled his backpack up over his shoulder and buckled it tightly. Time to see if he had hair on his peaches.
Hp: 40/40
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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