"She's got looks and brains. I bet she can't fight."
I sighed, closing my eyes.Not even twenty-four hours and people were already talking badly about me. I guess I'm truly cursed to be alone.
"There you are, Cutie Pie."
I felt something soft pat my head; the simple gesture reminded me of Magnor. I lifted my eyes to see Finn and another male who stood beside him.
"Pixie Boy?" I replied, a little stunned by his friendly gesture.
We'd just met.How did he know about the head patting?
"I told you I'd come find you. Glad you made it," he reminded, walking over to relax next to me on the wall. The new arrival looked me up and down.
"Finn, is this your girlfriend?" he asked, slipping his hands into his pockets.
I could tell this new person was trying to make fun of Finn, who just sighed.
"Fuck you, Hunter. You wish you had my remarkable communication skills instead of that stuck up personality of yours that scares everyone away," Finn huffed.
Hunter rolled his eyes in response, walking over to stand next to Finn.
I took a second to analyze Hunter’s appearance. He was taller than Finn, standing at six-three with long brown hair that was currently in a ponytail. He had orange eyes, reminding me of Arielle's, but were a darker shade. He had an oval shaped face which was cleanly shaven like Finn's. He wore entirely black. I noticed the bow and quiver of arrows that rested on his back.His name matches his choice of weapon it seems.
He had a scowl on his face, but even while looking upset, he was still quite attractive.
"Uh...Hi Grumpy," I said to the guy named Hunter, who frowned at my greeting.
"I'm not grumpy. It's Hunter, Miss Cutie Pie," he grumbled.
"It's Celestia," I corrected.
He shrugged. "Whatever. I just want to get this stupid exam over with," he replied, closing his eyes.
Finn leaned over to whisper in my ear, "Hunter's like a stick that rubs your ass the wrong way, but is really just trying to get a piece of tissue out of your ass. He has a good heart. Just is a dick most of the time," Finn explained.
"Ah. Makes sense," I replied.
"How does that make sense? I don't get how you understand his jokes when you just met him. Are you sure you two aren't dating? Just say it now. What shifter are you anyways, Celestia?" Hunter asked.
"If I told you, I'd have to kill you," I said blankly.
The people standing nearby all turned to stare at me, looking confused and a few even seemed afraid after hearing my cold tone.
Hunter met my blank stare. He huffed, crossing his arms.
"So, you'll tell us if we survive this exam. Got you," he replied.
I grinned, impressed that he was able to understand my underlying motive and change of tone. Maybe he was like me, just one of those individuals people misunderstood.
"You just said you didn't understand our lingo, but you got that? You're just confusing," Finn huffed.
"Hunter's always been like that," a new voice announced.
We looked up to see two other males. My eyes immediately locked on a pair of light purple ones. I could swear my heart skipped a beat and a weird sensation flowed through me when our eyes met. I had no idea what it meant, but the man who stood to my right was absolutely breathtaking.
He had long white hair that looked so soft he could be a model for a shampoo commercial. His pale skin, soft pink lips, and his lilac colored eyes gave him a delicate appearance. I could only imagine what he'd look like if he was a girl.
He was six-two and carried no weapons, wearing white jeans, a purple shirt and a silver necklace in the shape of a crescent moon. He had a slimmer build than Hunter and Finn, but he didn't give off the impression that he was fragile.