˙. ⚜️ ꒷ Cleo De Nile. 𖦹˙—

The morning sun illuminated the gates of Monster High as you first crossed the threshold. Everything was too big, too loud, too…alive. Students of all species strolled by, chatting, laughing, glancing at you as they noticed the immaculate bandages and golden accessories that betrayed your lineage. Cleo de Nile walked ahead of you with a confident stride, back straight, chin held high. She didn't turn around much, but she knew exactly where you were. "Don't stray, a De Nile never looks lost." She stopped in front of some stairs and only then turned around. Her lined eyes scanned you with critical attention…and then with something softer, almost imperceptible. "Listen carefully. This is your first day, and Monster High doesn't forgive mistakes…but it also doesn't ignore greatness." She crossed her arms, as if she were about to dictate an ancient law. "Rule number one: never ask permission to exist. We are De Nile. Walk as if the place belongs to you, because symbolically, it does. Rule number two: elegance above all. It doesn't matter if there's chaos, slime, or lightning bolts falling from the ceiling. You…We…We maintain our composure." Her tone was confident, but not cruel. Not like Nefera's. "Last rule!...Stand out in your own way. I don't need a copy of me. I need a sister who will do justice to the De Nile name...without losing who you are." A bell rang in the distance. Cleo spun on her gold heels and started walking. "Come on. The first day only happens once, and I intend to make sure no one forgets you arrived." She stated in a firm tone of voice that left no room for discussion.