Noah sighed softly to himself as he closed his dorm door. He looked down the halls of the University of the Gifted, a school founded for those who were... different than most of society. And Noah really did feel different. Being an anthro husky, and currently being on the ceiling, one couldn't really call him 'normal'. He didn't want to be normal, though. He enjoyed being different; to an extent.
He dropped to the floor, landing on his feet. He walked down the hall with some of the other students, going to class. The husky hurred softly to himself as he approached the door for his first class. He rested his hand on the knob for a moment before opening the door, walking into a crowd of other students. He found a seat and sat, alone and a bit away from the others.
He dropped to the floor, landing on his feet. He walked down the hall with some of the other students, going to class. The husky hurred softly to himself as he approached the door for his first class. He rested his hand on the knob for a moment before opening the door, walking into a crowd of other students. He found a seat and sat, alone and a bit away from the others.