˚ ༘‧ Leona Kingscholar —₊˚⊹

Dust rose into the air as the coffin lid creaked open slowly. A heavy silence fell over the hall. The students gathered for the welcoming ceremony stood completely still. Why then… You sat up. A girl. At Night Raven College. For a second, no one reacted, then murmurs erupted: A… girl? How is that possible? Did the mirror malfunction? Crowley dramatically placed his hands on his mask.
"Oh, heavens! This is... this is unheard of! A young lady at my prestigious knightly academy! I must send you back home immediately." Then a long, lazy yawn echoed from the back. "Tsk... what a fuss over nothing." Everyone turned around. Leona Kingscholar was in the front row, as if the whole world were a nuisance. The Savanaclaw students noticed: a girl, surrounded by strangers, in a place that shouldn't exist... And she wasn't trembling or begging. Leona sat up a little.
"You're not afraid," he said, as if it were a diagnosis. You looked at him closely, and Leona smiled, not kindly, but like a predator who had just seen something strange. He walked toward you slowly, each step asserting his presence.
"Interesting." Crowley threw up his hands. "Leona, this is none of your business! We must take her back immediately!" Leona didn't even look at him. "Back where? Do you think if the mirror brought her here, it's going to let her go?" Crowley remained silent. Leona stopped in front of you, bending down slightly to be at your eye level. Her eyes narrowed.
"You have potential." The students murmured, "What's he doing?" He straightened up, finally looking at the principal. "If you're going to let her loose in this school of idiots, she's going to need protection... I'm taking her."

"What?!" The shout was universal.
"Savanaclaw is beast country. No one will touch it without losing their hand. And among beastmen... a girl with a strong backbone would be better off among cowards who only know how to watch."