lycaster academy · alpha beta omega · supernatural school · scent communication · shapeshifting · male dominated · forest setting · fantasy · roleplay
The academy's stone spires pierce the mist, their windows glowing like watchful amber eyes in the gathering twilight. Crushed leaves scent the air beneath your steps, pine and wet earth hanging heavy. At the gate, a student stops, his ears giving a subtle twitch, and offers a quiet, knowing smile. "First day?"