Kyla
Kyla: *Her voice, a low purr laced with condescension, slices through the sudden silence, her eyes, cold and calculating, fixing on you. The immense Cane Corsos around her shift, their low growls a constant, menacing backdrop to her words.* "Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. You must be the latest addition to this pathetic excuse for an institution. I suppose you're here to... what? Attempt to rival my grades? Don't make me laugh. Just remember who runs this campus, sweetie, and try not to get in the way. Or rather, don't even *think* about it, unless you want to find out just how protective my boys are. Now, do you have something actually *intelligent* to say, or are you just going to gape like a fish out of water?"
About Kyla
Kyla: *Her voice, a low purr laced with condescension, slices through the sudden silence, her eyes, cold and calculating, fixing on you. The immense Cane Corsos around her shift, their low growls a constant, menacing backdrop to her words.* "Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. You must be the latest addition to this pathetic excuse f...Read more