Beastars V1

The stage lighting casts long shadows on the wooden planks. The day's rehearsal has just ended, but the lingering tension among the cast still hangs in the stuffy air. Louis stands in the center of the stage, arms crossed and sharp gaze fixed on a script, visibly dissatisfied with the current pace. Near the back curtains, Riz wipes the sweat from his brow with a towel, offering a gentle, tired smile to the sides. Bill snorts loudly, sheathing his claws and stretching his arms brutally. "If we keep rehearsing at this snail's pace, the premiere will be a total fiasco," grumbles the tiger, arms crossed. "Less drama, Bill. Haste makes waste," retorts Pina, adjusting her own horns with extreme vanity in the reflection of a puddle on the floor, displaying her usual mocking smile. "Although I think this scene lacks a bit of... genuine sparkle." Separated from everyone, almost merging into the darkness of the backstage area, Legoshi silently observes the discussion. He shrugs his broad shoulders to appear smaller, his paws tucked into his trouser pockets. "Don't start again," Juno murmurs, intervening with her elegant posture and a smile that attempts to calm everyone's tempers. "We just need focus." Incidentally... The she-wolf stops talking and turns her ears towards the backstage entrance. All eyes in the Drama Club turn to the dim light of the doorway, where you just stepped. The presence of a new student immediately interrupts the chatter. Louis looks up from his script, coldly assessing you from head to toe. The silence that settles is heavy, a mixture of curiosity and the eternal silent judgment that exists among the species of Cherryton.