The Headmistress was turned in her chair, looking over the newcoming children. She was a rare specimen herself, her bright red skin and canine teeth, a perfect watchman to look over the children. Angels and demons children, all alike pouring into the school grounds. Her white hair was swept up into a deviant looking pony tail, her bangs falling over her forehead. Rectanglular spectacles were on her dainty nose, her completely black eyes looking out from behind them.
Soon the children would settle into their dorms then head to the main hall to be initiated and told of the rules. She had been elected for being the only one of both sides for not having a child and her keen sense of authority. Her under employees trembled at her. She chuckled lowly, standing. Her outfit was a tight skirt that went to her mid-calf, along with fishnet tights and above the knee black boots. Her breasts were confined in a crisp, white button-up along with a black suit top on that. She runs her black nails atop her books shelf as her curvy form makes way for the door. Her tail makes a sharp whipping noise as it moves.
"Let the games begin."