Spring Month: 3 
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Noxen Hardmorn-Fae-ish thing-M-Fire-M:Open
Landing in the dorm labeled 203, I drop the duffel bag from my shoulders amd sigh. Typical, Fae things. I eyeroll and sigh again. They never relize I am not full fae. I have something strange a few generations back. I stuff any nonsence in the closet and relise the scent. Cinimum. The one thing that does not need to chance.
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Alex Wolff-Werewolf/Shifter-F-Air-M: Open
I leave and poke around in my room. Shifting into a wolf, I glance out the window. No leaping from it this year. I shove my paws in the window frame anyway and let out a howl. Long and getting higher at the end, I imaging my future mate howling back. Then I slap myself. Stop thinking that nonsence. You are not going to find your mate in a classroom.