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A small raven landed at the entrance of the school, stumbling as it's feet impacted the ground due to its lack of experience. It held some sort of old parchment in it's mouth, with crude words written upon it, but it was a bird, and it was the best that they could do as of far. It read, "Hi! I'm Nocturne and I'd like to join." There was still plenty of space on it, just in case it caught a conversation.

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A young raven landed without grace, with a paper in its mouth and excitement in its eyes. The parchment read, "Greetings! My name is Nocturne, and I'd like to join." It was barely legible, but due to it being a bird, it couldn't do much better. Shaking its feathers, it waited for someone to approach them.

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They suppressed a light chuckle as they etched graphite onto the paper, "It's alright, and thanks!" They had been looking at this castle for quite some time, and realized that it had an essential question to ask, or rather, write down, "How do things work around here?"

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"Pleasure to meet you as well!" It scrawled. Wow. The Principal was the first one to greet it. It hoped that it had a good first impression. Surely they're fine with a mute student? Well, duh, of course they must be, they're a school for sake! It laughed at itself mentally. And surely a bird, a bipedal creature who could write, messily but nontheless, in the common language must've been impressive too, right? Seeing as it had to write with it's mouth too, which was greatly frustrating. Shaking itself out of it's thoughts, it wrote a question, "Could you guide me around?"

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The raven nodded, but wrote its explanation down, "Yes, I can, but I just choose not to. Personal matters." It was as much of a truth that he was willing to say for now. "Also, I want to try out all three districts and find one where I fit. I haven't had much time to experiment." Nocturne admitted. From what it had read from books, war seemed so brutal, yet honorable. Medicine needed more mind power, to remember every bit of information. And art? Art was creative, an excellent way to express emotions, if done correctly. All three needed technique and experience.

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Nocturne glided into the auditorium, but they still stumbled as they landed, but luckily not harming anyone. They waited along with the others.

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Nocturne flew around the camp, enjoying the winter chill ruffling their snow-speckled feathers. They performed a few aerobatic moves, but falling off-balance on the last one. Instinctively, they spread their wings at the last minute, letting the air catch them. It was exhilarating, even if it sparked a bit of panic in Nocturne's small heart. Deciding that it was getting a tad too cold up in the sky, they returned to camp, landing on a branch that didn't have snow yet. As they were catching their breath, they secretly hoped that someone had seen their little practice, but at the same time, they hoped that they were too high up for anyone to really notice exactly what they were doing.

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Nocturne hopped in, refusing to fly because they were afraid to mess anything up. They had preened themself before arriving, so they hoped that they looked presentable. Well, being a bird, it was very important to them. Viewing the cave, the smell of food dominated their senses, and found their stomach growling. "This is amazing!" They wrote on parchment, showing it to Royalguard.

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"I certainly agree." The raven wrote. It would certainly be interesting to see a raven become a fierce fighter, since Nocturne knew that they were often seen as tricksters, not that it was a bad thing, but they doubted that ravens would go headfirst into fights. However, they were considered intelligent, so it seemed quite usual for one to fiddle with the arts and study medicine. Nocturne hoped that they could accomplish all three.

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Nocturne simply nodded in agreement, not finding the need to write anything down for a short reply. Experiencing all three seemed nice, and the raven was certainly excited. They wondered how it would be if they did join all three districts, with the amount of time on their wings. Mentally shrugging it away, they decided that they'll worry about it if it happened.

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It nodded again, and hopped along to the giant pawsteps.

//Museless+alright!

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Nocturne pulled out a parchment and quickly etched, "Indeed! The skies were getting fairly cold though." They presented the few words.

It was quite fun, although, walking was a pain in the arse. How they wished that they could walk places, since flight would give off huge, sometimes annoying gusts of wind.

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The raven blushed, not used to compliments. It quickly wrote down, "Thank you." It gave a smile, or as much of a smile it could muster through it's beak. Thinking for a moment, it added another note before showing it to her. "Would you like an encore?" It wasn't used to attention, but it was certainly interesting to have others interested in his skills, which other ravens would consider amateur and probably laugh at him. But The Frontier was nice, as they were very supporting.

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