New student

shadow_totem

2/10/01 6:14 pm

The hallway was quiet except for the sound of claws quietly clicking against the old hardwood floor. Trotting along on all fours was Frosty, a young dragon with a mouthful of admittance papers. Eyeing the door that said "office," Frosty pawed at the door, which gave way and opened with a soft creak. Frost trotted in, oblivious to the sound that the door had made, and placed his papers up on the secretary’s desk. He jumped up onto the bench and curled up into a ball to wait for the secretary. He didn’t hear the door open again as someone entered the room...