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Kion yawned as he got up from the floor and walked in direction to the bathroom. He was wearing only a white shirt and his boxers, and he was barelly even minding if someone saw him, after all, he was on his own house, right?

He entered into the bathroom, and he locked the door behind himself, and he quickly was getting ready to take a bath. He winced, and let out a soft moan as the hot water hit his body, soaking his fur. Kion was not a big fan of water, as he was a feline (not that Kion was all in this racial stuff, but he, personally, didn't liked to get wet, specially if the water was cold). Still, he bathed as regularly as anyone else, and he even liked to take hot baths.

He took his time to wash himself, and to use a special shampoo for his fur, which made a lot of foam over his body, and that cleaned every bit of his body, including the ones that he didn't liked anyone else to touch. He also used some special shampoo in separated for the fur that was growing in the top of his head. Kion was very proud of his mane had started to form, and he was taking special care with it.

He was already finished after ten minutes, and he grabbed a towel to dry himself off as he walked out of the shower, lettign out a sigh as the steam from the hot water filled his nose. He got in front of the mirror, and looked at his reflection as he finished drying himself, his fur floofing as he finished.

Kion frowned at his reflection, and grabbed a nearby brush and he started to bush his fur, to try to make it go right. Kion would focus only on the fur of his head and arms, for they were the only one that were going to be expose on his clothes, and he knew that he did not wanted to be seem with his face in a floof like that in public.

Kion finished with his tuff of red fur, taking special care to make sure it was straight and standing on. He wanted everyone to see it. After all, it was the first day of school, and he would like to keep a good impression.

After finished, he took off his toothbrush, and he brushed his teeth. When he was done, he smiled his flashy-white teeth at the mirror, in a sly smile, and he put the towel around his waist, and went out back to his room.

"Breakfast ready in ten minutes, everyone!" His mother voice called underneath, and Kion knew that he should not take very long now. The young lion entered into his room, and closed the door again, and he selected a good set of clothes that would go well with his first day.

He had choosen for a pair with long-legged jeans pants and a set of white T-shirt with a roaring red lion head printed in the front, and the words "WILD BEAST" in the back. It was stylized and it was one of his favorite shirts. He smiled to himself in the mirror, as he applied hairgel into his head fur, to make sure it was going to look cool. He put enough for it to last until he went back home, and he was hoping that it was going to last through the day, and that it was helping making him look cool.

After that was done, Kion finally went out of his bedroom and went to the dinner room.

There were already two lions in there. One was a muscled lion with yellow-golden fur, and a very rich red mane that covered all of his neck and left the tips of his ears sticking out of that. He had ruby eyes and they both were loked in the newspaper as he read it calmly as he was sitting in the table. He was wearing a blue colored police uniform, that left absolutelly no doubt about what was his profession.

Kion walked over, almost jumping over the table to sit on it, and he said, "Hey, dad!" to the lion who was sitting in the table. The older lion smiled, and he looked at his son, and he said, "Good morning, Kion."

"Seems like you finally decided to come down." Said a feminine voice, and Kion looked over his father's shoulder as he looked to the owner of the voice. She was a slender and very beautiful cream-colored lioness, with a lighter cream for her neck, and it probably went down her chest. She ahd teal-colored eyes, and a brown colored nose. The tip of her tail was tan-colored. She was wearing a white social dress, which was very appropriate to her work as accountant, and she was wearing a pink and yellow appron over it, to avoid aky kind of stain in her working clothes.

"Morning, mom." Kion said to the lioness, and his mother s iled at him "Breakfast ready in five minutes. Hope you all enjoy."

"I'm sure I will!" Kion said, and his father could only chuckle. "So, your night was good?" he asked his son, and Kion smiloed back "Yeah, it was nice." For a moment, be thougth about talking about the dream. However, he soon decided that he was far too old to talk about dreams like that. After all, it was not like it was a nightmare or anythin like that. Besides, he barely even remembered the dream, so it made no sense of talking about something that he could barelly even remember, right?

Kion only sighed, and he remained silent, and his father looked at him, and smiled, as he said, "Trying something new with the hair?"

"Yeah!" Kion said, much more anxious, "I want to make it look good, after all, this is just the start of my BIG mane!" The young lion said, making his father chuckle slightly. He remembered when he was already this excited to have his own mane. Of course, this was years ago, and he was much more mature now. As well as Kion himself was going to get. He knew that deep inside all lions had already passed by this phase.

Still, this was not an excuse for him not to play a little with his son.

"If your mane grow more than this, you mean." The older lion said, and the younger one looked at him "Say what now?" he asked, and the older lion smirked behinnd his journal as he continued teasing the young one.

"It is possible that this is all the mane you are going to get and that it don't grow anymore." He said, as if he was saying something rather casual.

"What!?" Kion said, and he quickly figured out that it was to mess with him. It HAD to be to mess with him! "That is not true!" he said, a little loudly, and his mother said, "Kion, not so loud, please."

His father, however, was not letting it go, and he said, "I already saw it happen. Sometimes the mane starts to grow but it stops and it don't grow anymore. It already happened a little around my family. It happened to me great-great uncle, and also to a distant cousin of mine. There is some cases in our family. I had luck it didn't happened to me. But in your case... how knows?" He was talking that as if it was trully something very casual, but Kion was not taking it like that.

"It is not true." He said, more controlled, but it was clear on his face that he was not thinking it to be funny. His father, however, only continued, and he said, "Well, anyway, I think you should get prepared in case your mane don't grow more than this. It is not hard to live with it, actually, I heard some stories about lions who live very well with just part of their manes. They even give suggestions about looks to people like them."

"Mom!" Kion whined, asking for his mother for support. She looked at her husband, and said, "Simba, stop tormenting our son."

Simba, the big lion, chuckled at his wife, and he said, "Come on, Nala, I'm just messing with him a little."

Nala looked at her husband, and she said, "Well, I don't think that Kion finds it funny, so you better stop."

"Thank you!" Kion said, and Simba chuckled at his son, as he continued to read the newspaper, and there was no more talk. At lest, for thirty seconds, until another voice came "Good morning." And it was a female's voice, and everybody already knew who it was.

"Hi, Kiara." Kion said over his shoulder to the lioness that was coming. She was, in one word, beautiful. For other lions who were not Kion, at least. She was slender, very beautiful, and she had a very attractive body (again, to other lions who were not Kion). Her fur was light peachy in color, and she had a light beige in her neck and undermuzzle, and it surelly went down her chest and belly. Her nose was just like Nala's, and her eyes were ruby colored. She was wearing blue colored blouse and a long feminine, teal blue pants, and she was carrying a pink colored bag over her shoulder, as she was getting ready to go to school too.

"Hi, sweety!" said Simba to the lioness, who blushed a little "Come one, dad, I'm not six anymore." She said, and it was true. She was actually almost eighteen now, still, she knew, as well as Kion, that she was always going to be their father's little girl.

"And, how is my favorite little brother?" She said, petting Kion's head, making the younger lion wince and try to get away from her hand "Hey, stop that!" he said, blushing slightly "You will mess the mane!" he said, making sure that his fur was still straight, and Kiara only chuckled in answer, as did their father. Yeah, it seemed that the strange pleasure for tormenting the younger member of the family was somehow genetic. Sure, that was just what Kion needed, two members of his family dedicated to make him suffer.

"Breakfast is ready!" Nala announced as she brouhgt the food to the table, eggs, bacon, toast and coffe. Kion served himself of two big slabs of bacon, and also some toasts with butter. His father, of course, got coffe and the eggs and bacon, as he always did. Kiara countended herself with some toasts and coffe. Nala served herself of the same, and they all ate calmly in the table.

Of course, this was the perfect chance for everyone to talk, and this, time, without Kion being target to the fun of his family. Much to his relief.

"Nice to hear that everything is going well in school." Said Simba to his daughter, and Kiara smiled, "Yeah, Mr. Gooner said I can get good scholarship to the faculty if I keep my grades like that. Oh, and I'm also hoping that things go as good in the debate team and in the academic team as they did last year. Maybe we can win another prize this year."

Kion would have groaned loudly if it weren't for the rest of his family in the table. Like Kiara was going to cease be the perfect older sister only because the school had not started yet. Yeah, it was a lot of teams and of course, there was her perfect grades, which put her among the best students in the school.

Kion was happy for having grades good enough only for him to pass to the next year. Still, he had his own affair of good grades, but sure, none of that was near as good as "Miss Perfection" awesome grades, and the fact that she could have virtually any faculty she wanted in the state and that everyone in school loved her.

Yeah, Kion could very well live if his sister was not as popular and everybody didn't had all eyes to her all the time. Still, there was simply nothing that he could do about it, so, he could only sigh to himself, and resume eating his food.

"So, would you two like a little ride to school?" Simba offered to his family. Kion and Kiara shared a look. It was not bad to receive a little ride in a police car to school, as it let people know that your father is a cop, and a influent one. It helped to your moral, and it made somehow better, for people usually don't mess with you.

Kion had the suspicious that his father offered it more to Kiara, for, for him being a cop, he could use this to let any guy who tried to get near Kiara to behave and to know that he could make things somehow difficult to them if they messed with his daughter. It had been working for several years now, and it seemed that Simba was still planning to keep the plan in motion.

"Nah, I'll take the bus." Kion said, and Kiara also said, "Thanks dad, but there is no need."

"So, you two will get the bus?" Simba asked, taking a sip of his coffe. Kiara then said, "Well, actually, Kovu will give me a ride."

Kion suddenly felt a great urge to leave the room and rush to the outside as fast as he could.

Yeah, he knew Kovu pretty well as did their father and mother. He was Kiara's boyfriend, and he was, at least in their father's oppinion, the only thing about her life that was far from perfect.

Maybe it had something to do to the fact that Kovu never really attended to school, and didn't had a degree or a stable job. Maybe it had also to do with the fact that Kovu was a guy from the streets, and he had already even been arrested a few times.

The point was, their father didn't really approved the fact that Kiara was dating him, and it was clear by his expression when she said it, byt the slightly frown of his face as he heard Kovu's name, and by the reprobbing expression that he had.

He seemed even about to say something, but a look from Nala was enough to make him stay quiet. She was a little more open-minded than her husband, and she was more willing to give Kovu a chance. And she also seemed willing to try to make her husband to do the same, as she had been doing for a few months now, the time that Kovu and Kiara had been dating.

"Well... this is... very... nice... of him." Simba said, making a very clear effort to say that without letting out some remark about Kovu. It was clear that he was making effort, still, it was clearly a progress, and it seemed to make Kiara satisfied.

Kion actually wasn't very sure about how he felt about Kovu. For one side, the guy looked rather cool and secure of himself. However, there was the constant feeling that the guy could bring trouble. Maybe it was something hat he had gained from all the things that their father said about the rebbelious lion when he first started to date his sister, and it was persisting until now.

Kion himself always thought that Kiara was going to date one of the perfect guys from school. It made sense, a perfect girl would like to date a perfect guy, but Kiara had chosen Kovu, who was, on a way, a total opposite of that. Kion didn't understood it quite well, until he heard his mother saying that he was her "bad boy", and that every girl had one in at least one stage of life. It made sense, Kion had already noticed that guys with cool attitude and the rebelious way always had the eyes of most girls. He even wondered if he should try to be one, however, the way that his father clearly dissaproved Kovu made him think twice, and end up concluding that it might not be the best of the ideas.

The breakfast went on without further insides, when the sound of a strong engine could be heard in the outside. It sounded like a motorbike. Kiara smiled, as she said, "Oh, that's Kovu!" And she quickly ate the last bite of her toast and drank down the rest of the coffe, and she got up to go out "I gotta go now, I'll be back later."

"Kiara!" Simba called as she was going in direction to the door, and all eyes turned to him. Including the eyes of his wife, which told him that he'd better chose very well his next words. After a trade of glances with Nala, Simba looked at his daughter, and forced himself to smile, and he said, "Don't forget the helmet."

She smiled at her father, and said, "I won't I promise, love you, bye." And she left, leaving the three other lions behind. Simba sighed as he almsot slumped on his chair, and Nala patted his shoulder. "That was very good, dear. I see we all are improving in this."

"Hmmhmm." Simba simply said as he smiled at his wife. The sound of the motor could still be heard outside. After around ten seconds, Simba got up from his seat and rushed to the window, flung it open, adn he stuck his head outside as he screamed. "You better be careful with my daughter! Are you hearing me!? I know where you live!"

Kion and Nala shared a look, and they both sighed. Well, he was still being him, however, there was no doubt that, compared to what things he been in the first days, that was definitelly a progress. Though it was clear that there was still being a long way to go. Nala looked at her son, and asked ,"Kion, shouldn't you be going to school too?"

"Huh?" Kion said, and he looked at the clock, and he saw that he was almost late now!

"Oh, right!" he said as he shoved the rest of the food in his mouth and chewed madly, and he gulped it all down with a huge glass of juice. All of that under his mother watchful eye, and hearing the sound of his father sighing after Kiara had left in the motorbike with Kovu, the boy who he still disapproved, even after almost one year.

Kion finished rather quickly, almost getting the food stuck on his throat, but he managed to swallow it all with a great gulp and sigh. Aftr a few seconds, he also let out a belch, before he could hold it.

"Kion Prideland!" His mother said, using his full name, and Kion only said, "Sorry." Before grabbing his back and rushing to the door, saying "Bye, mom! Bye, dad! Love you!" and he barelly waited for the answer as he left running, leaving both lion nad lioness in the room, and after a few moments, Simba chuckled slightly at his son "He is just like me when I was his age. Always in a hurry." He sat back, now able to relax a little more, and he said, "I have a feeling that this boy is still going to be doing something big." And he took another cup of coffe, while his wife could not help but chuckle and shake her head.

Indeed, Kion was very much like his father at his age.

Kion needed to rush to get the bus, and he almost lost it by very little, and he quickly found his seat into the bus, passing by several other animals, of all species, who were very much all species possible. There were as much kinds of anthros as there were of feral animals. There was not only mammals like Kion, and like wolves, and ursines and rodents. There was also reptiles, like snakes and crocs and iguanas, and there was birds, like hawks, pidgeons and seagulls and many others. There was even sharks and also sea mammals, like dolphins and orcas.

Strangelly, there was no insectoid anthos, which led the scientists to have many debats and especulation about the reason why the insects didn't developed their anthropomorfic branche of evolution like other creautres. Kion, however, did not bothered very much by this,and also didn't seemed most of people. Some simply supposed that this was like things went, and there it was not very use to bother about it. There were actually some who were glad for being this way. There were a lot of people who didn't really liked insects...

After alsmot ten minutes of bus, they finallty arrived in the final point, the point where Kion was going to drop to go to school.

Kion studied into the W.D. High. It was one great campus, and probably the biggest into the city, and the best school, also. Proof of it was that that his parents were very insistent that he studied in there, for they claimed it was "good for his future", as well as his sister herself studied in there too.

Well, the place probably was really good, because the prices were really high. However, Kion was glad that he was able to study in there. It was big, had a lot of options of classes, and also many clubs, which Kion was member of nearly none. He was not a great studious guy like his sister, and he was not the kind that liked to enter into thse clubs just to add things to his schoolar historic, and he was not the kind that had grades that were good enough for grant other clubs to want him to join.

Still, Kion had his own qualities, and a few clubs of sport had already invited him to join. Though he was not sure if he was really good, for he only had regular grades in P.E. and he was not really very good into many sports, as he usually was not the first who was chosen. Kion was never sure if he should enter in a club, anyway, he already didn't had much time with all the works he had from school and he would have no time to spend with his friends. Still, he was always considering.

Kion looked around as he saw all the other animals getting down from more busses that were comoing from all town. The school was expensive, still, it was the best of the city, and there was a lot of students in there, and from all over the town. There wasa big mass of mammals, reptiles, birds and sea creatures walking all around the place, some talking to each other, being friends, and others on their own. There were groups everywhere, most of them formed by people who were alike, if not in species or appearence, than that had common interests and were of the same clubs.

Kion was now scanning the great mass of animals, in search of the group that he was going to join, and it was not too long before he found it.

Kion smiled, and he cried out "Hey, guys!" as he waved his hand and ran in their direction, avoiding to bump in anyone of his way.

The group, who was all together, turned to see the familiar lion running to them, and all of them smiled as one of the waved back. "Hey, Kion!" said the young male. It was a honey badger, with blue (believe it or not) fur on his body, and who had white spikes that crowned his head and his back and the sides of his arms. He had lighter blue on his face, and he had big buckeld teeth on his mouth, which stood out as he was smiling at the coming lion.

Kion soon arrived, and he said, "Hey, Bunga." As he bumped hands with the honey badger, with their own particular compliment, and Bunga, the blue honey badger smiled as he saw his good friend there with him.

Kion also looked at the rest of his friends. The first of them was a girl. She was a cheetah, with yellow fur on her body, and with brown spots on her back, which were hidden by the green blouse that she wore, which matched her long pants. Her neck and the around of her muzzle were white, and she had fern green eyes. This one was Fuli, one of the few girls that Kion actually knew, and she was the kind of girl that could make many ohter men feel intimidated, both by her bravery as for her prowness that showed often in sports. She was the tipical strong and determined girl, and sometime, even Kion and the rest of his friends had trouble to catch up with her. She did, however, had a very attractive figure, with a slender body and curved hips that made many guys around look and drool at her. Kion himself even noticed it a few times, but thinking over his friend like that was very much the same as thinking so of his sister, and it made him have shivers over himself.

Next to her, was a shorter being, even shorter than Bunga. He was a bird, an egret, to be more precise. He had white feathers in his head, but he had a big topknot on his head with yellow feathers ending into into tips. His eyes were deep blue, and were hidden behind a pair of half-moon glasses, which reminded Kion of one pair that his grandmother used. He was wearing a brown colored jacket over his body, and his arms were also white feathered, but his forearms and hands were yellow. Another curious fact, unlike their feral counterparts, the avian anthros lacked wings, and thus, they were unable to fly. It semeed that they had to lose it in order to have the ability to manipulate tools with dexterous hands. He also wore long pants of khaki color, which hid away his thin legs, but let show his taloned feet, which were stripped of black and orange. He was carrying some books in his arms, which were a more than clear signal than he wa a studious guy, if you let yourself be led by the stereotips.

Finally, the last one of his friends was the kind of guy that you could not miss in a crowd, even if it was a big one. Because his friend too was a big guy. He was a hippo, he was taller than any of his other friends and than Kion, and he was... how ot say that... big. He had dark-grey skin on his body, but the skin on his lower muzzle and that went down his neck and presumidle down his chest and belly. He had blue eyes. He was wearing a big set of clothing, fitting for his big size. He was dressed in blue colored T-shirt and big jeans pants, which had a small hole in the back that let his small tail out, with the tuff of black fur in the tip.

"Hey, Kion." Said Fuli, the cheetah, and Kion comlimented her by bumping fists, and he turned to the egret "Hey, Ono! How was summer?"

"Oh, very nice." Said the egret to his feline friend. "The trip to the south was very nice, and I attended to some really interesting lectures about social interaction into different branches of anthro species. It was really fascinating."

Yeah, that was Ono, th exact studious guy he appeared to be when you looked at him from far. He was always spending time in the library when he could and he was always the one that Kion or his friends searched for support when they were in need for a little help with their grades.

Finally, Kion turned to his last friend, and he said, "Hey, Beshte, nice seeing you again."

"In fact, very good." Said the hippopotamus to his friend, and that was all that Kion needed to get back to his friends. They made quite a interesting group, and Kion was very happy that he got friends like that. Bunga was really fun to be around, very spirited, and Fuli was the girl that you would like to have on your side in any fight. Ono was the smartest guy Kion had knew in a long while, and Beshte, the hippo was a very handful guy if you needed a really strong arm, however, the hippo was very polite and calm, and he was the kind of guy you liked to have around.

They made quite a very interesting group, and Kion wouldn't wish any other way. It was common that people who were from the same species usually gathered together more commonly, and turned into friends. Ono said that it was a natural reaction, activated by instinct, that led people to search for the ones who were like them and gather together. Kion only knew that he always liked to hangout with everybody. He liked to go around with guys from all species since he was little, and he was very happy that he got himself a nice group like that.

"So, everybody anxious for the new year into school?" Bunga asked, sounding to be excited about it, and Kion said, "For me it is still the very same school, with some new teachers, but not much more than that."

"Oh, come on!" said Bunga to his friend, "It is a whole new phase! Full of whole new promises! Don't tell me that you are not even a little thrilled?"

Kion could only chuckle, and Fuli said, "I'm going to stay in the athletics team."

"Well, that is not surprising." Kion said, gently punching her arm, and she smiled at him, "I'm also helping evaluate the new canditates in the auctions for new members. After all, I'm a senior member." She said with pride. Yeah, Fuli was the kind that was good in sports, specially races. There was no one who could beat her into the short distance ones.

"I'll be part of the chess and informatic groups this year." Said Ono to his friends, and he added, "I also plan to enter into the academic team, and I'll also be the helper in the library. It will help raise my extra-class fills."

Yeah, that was Ono, the smart-pants guy who alwasy was searching for study in his extra time. Kion remembred that, when he first knew Ono, the guy was only interested into studing. It took his interference and a lot of argument to convince him to let it alone for a moment and go out ot have fun. It seemed to have been good to him in more ways than one. Ono said that his grades increased slightly since that, it seemed that relaxing occasionally and giving his mind a rest helped to raise his efficience when he got back to work. He was also saying that he had read some things about it since that day, and from that day on, he went out with his friedns regularly. However, Kion was alsmot completelly sure that the egret was still prefering studies and books than hang outs and parties. It was just who he was, and Kion knew that he couldn't and he shouldn't try to change that.

"Yeah, I don't expect less from you." Said Fuli, and Ono couldn't help but agree, and Kion turned to his big hippo friend, and asked him, "And you, Beshte? Will contijnue in that 'high class club'?"

"It is a club to learn correct etiquete and is also for learning the classic way of things." Said the hippo with a smile, and Bunga say "You mean, in the time of our grandparents?"

"It was a better time." Beshte said, "People were more polite and there was a little more respect. I have been in there for a long time, and I have learned a lot from it."

"Yeah, we can notice." Said Fuli, and they all laughed, and Beshte added, "I think I'll also try the debate team this year, it seems very good, and also, I'll be part of the choir. I have been training with my voice in the past summer, and I think I have improved greatly."

"Well, I'll be part of the gamer clubs!" Bunga said, before anyone could ask him, and his friends looked at him, and Ono asked "We have this club?"

"We will have as soon as I create it!" Said Bunga, souding to be very hypped over it. "I'll be the president, the vice-president and the treasurer! We will talk about all kinds of games, and we will research new games and we will play them all day!"

His friends all shared a look, and Ono was the first to talk "Bunga, honestly, and with all respect, I don't think that the school department will cooperate with this project of yours."

"What are you talking about?" Asked Bunga to him, "It will be a club like any other, and we will have meetings and special occasions just like other clubs, and we are going to play all kinds of great games and we will discuss them for hours! It will be the start ot a new generation into the school, to which the young gamers of ths school will finally be able to be with their equals and to do what they really need to do and know for life into this school!"

The way Bunga talked, it was like he beleived that learnign to play video games was more important than any other thing that you could possibly learn into the scholl. This of course, lead his friends to all look among themselves, and Ono said, "Well, if I were you, I would not hold my breath to wait them to approve your idea."

"Oh, como on guys! Of course they will! I mean, how can life be fun without games?" Bunga said, and everybody laughed at that, and after a while, the attention turned back to Kion, as Fuli asked, "So, Kion, any new activities you plan to do?"

Kion looked at her, and thought a little. He then said, "Well, I think I'll keep trying to pass a year." He said it rather simply, and Ono quickly said, "Don't you plan to join any club?"

Kion shrugged, and he said, "I'm really not sure if I should enter one."

"Kion, many researches and many professionals in all areas agree that having some kind of extra-class activity, like a club or a study group, greatly increases the credit in education and enhances the chances of a promising future to someone." Said Ono, and Kion could only roll his eyes, that was Ono being Ono, always semeed to be ready to encourage people to be better, much like his sister made most of her free time. Kion could swear that he was almost as annoying at it like she was.

"What about the clubs that wanted you to join?" Asked Beshte, and Kion looked at him, shrugging again "I'm not sure if I want to join any. I'm not sure if any of them interests me."

"You could try the sports team." Fuli suggested, "I'm sure that they could use a guy like you."

"We in the Social Club are always searching for new members." Offered Beshte, and even Bunga said, "If you want, you can be the first and senior member of the Gamers Club!" He sounded as if it was real honor, and maybe it was, in Bunga's eyes. Kion could only sigh, as he knew that everybody seemed to be worried over these kinds of thing when it came to him. His family was on him for him to get better, and so were his friends.

Well, at least Kion was glad that they seemed to be worried at him, however, he only wished that they didn't worried so much. Of course, this did not stopped Kion of enjoying the company of his friends, and them of talking about so much other things that did not directly involved the clubs that they could or could not join.

"Hey, did you guys knew that ther is going to be a new history teacher?" Said Ono after a while of talk, and this caught the groups attention.

"Really?" Asked Bunga "What happened to Mrs. Patterson?"

"She quit the job." Said Ono "Something to do with the incident of the cream bomb in her office." He finished, and he, like the rest of the group, had all their eyes turned to Bunga.

The honey badger looked back at his friends, who all looked at him, and he said, "It was an accident, okay?" And he looked away, saying to himself "You make one little thing and everybody criticizes you."

Indeed, Bunga was the responsible for the "cream bomb", and all its implications. Sure, there was absolutelly no direct proof that he was the responsible, but this did not prevent anyone of knowing that Bunga was the one who did it. The badger claimed it had been an accident, though many highly questionated how exploding a bomb made of pure whipped cream into the room of a teacher could have been an accident.

Bunga was in trouble for that of course, and he only wasn't in more trouble due to it being almost the end of the year, and the grades having already been given. Yet, this did not stopped the old goat who was their teacher to demand for Bunga to be expelled from school, and that was very close to happen, but, once again, the honey badger gave show that he had some kind of luck that seemed to have been enhirited from his adoptive family, along with his carefree and slightly dumb nature. He escaped with a huge warning, and a lot of things to do back on his home.

Sure, it seemed that Mrs. Patterson had kept her word when she was demanding Bunga's expulsion last year: "That little trouble maker is still going to destroy this school! And I don't plan to stay here to end up crushed by the debris! Or he leaves this school or I will!"

Well, it seemed that, since Bunga didn't left the school, she opted to fullfil her promise. Well, not that anyone was actually complaining, it seemed that she wasn't actually very dear among the students, some actually seemed to be cheering for she having left, according to what Ono had said to his friends. Even the ones in the group were somehow happy that she was gone. She never was the dearest among them too, even Beshte, who was usually understanding with everyone and totally respectful, now had to make a little effort to actually say that he hoped she would be okay. The truth was that sometimes it seemed that not even the other teachers liked having her around.

This even made Kion wonder if the principal had gave up expelling Bunga only to make her quit her job...

Of course, after that, it had to be brought the subject that soon would be in everyone's minds.

"So, who is going to be the new teacher?" Asked Fuli, as she walked near her friends, and Ono said, "I heard a little about him."

"Oh, so it is a guy?" asked Bunga, and Ono said, "Yes, by what they told me. It seems that he has just moved to here from another town, and he just got a job. I heard that he has great refferences from his previous employers, and that he is very good in what he does. I heard that he has a degree from Princeton."

"Wow, the guy must be a brain." Said Kion, and Beshte said, "I look forward to knowing him." He was polite as always, and Bunga said, "Do you think the guy is good to give grades if we ask?"

This made his friends laugh, yeah, good to see that almost being expelled had changed absolutelly nothing about Bunga, and that he continued to be the same goofball that he always was and who everyone simply loved. Of course, there were more questions about this new teacher, and Ono was glad to answer.

"I don't know too much about him, either, but I know that he came from another city, which one, I was unable to get, sorry. Also, I know that he is around our parents age. I don't know his species though, but they said something about him being a canine."

"A canine? What kind? Fox? Hound? Doberman? Jackal?" Aked Beshte, and Bunga whispered to Kion "Lets just hope he is not an hyena, right?" And the lion was able to chuckle at it, and Fuli just looked at their periods, which they were given this morning when they entered into th building, and she said, "Well, boys, it seems that you will find out soon enough. He is your first teacher of today."

Kion and Bunga looked at her, and checked their times, and they saw that Fuli was right. Indeed, History was just their first grade, along with Ono's, it seemd that they would be the first ones to know before hand this new teacher.

Later on, Kion, Bunga and Ono were on the classroom, along with several other animals of all kinds. They ahd choosen dasks close to each other, so they would be able to chat a little more in the time they had before the teacher entered into the room.

"You don't think he is an hyena, do you?" Asked Bunga, and Ono said, "Well, we really don't have way of telling."

"I just hope he don't start picking on us right on the first day." Said Bunga, and Ono Kion said, "Well, maybe he doesn't, if we don't give him reason to." And Kion said, "Unless he has talken with Mrs. Patterson before she left."

Okay, now Bunga really seemed to be worried. Actually, he seemde about to start to panic. But he had not the chance, once in that time, the bell rang, signaling everyone to go to their classes. Bunga looked panicked among his friends, and he was about to say something, when suddenly, in the same moment that the bell stopped to ring, one older voice said, "Goor morning, class!" As the door was locked "Good morning and welcome!"

Bunga yelped, and he almost jumped out of his spikes as he suddenly was sitting upright into his chair, slightly shaking as he gritted his teeth and queeze his desk with his fingers. Ono shook his head as he, along with Kion, lauhged a little. Kion sat upright too, as he imagined if Bunga was really taking it all serious that Mrs. Patterson had really bad-mouthed him to the new teacher, and now he had a big target on his forehead, chest and back, all over him, actually, and he could be attacked at any moment.

He was probably going to be nervous during all the rest of the class until he convinced himself that the teacher would not target him.

Kion looked forward, to see the new teacher, and he saw the canine walking to the middle of the room, behind his own desk, his back turned to the class, as he started to write into the blackboard, and soon, after he was done, he turned to the class. In the blackboard, it was written: "Johnathan W. Howler".

"Good morning, class." Said the new teacher, and he stood there and looked at everyone "As some of you might know, Mrs. Patterson, your previous teacher, recently left her job. I'm your new teacher, Mr. John Howler. You may call me Mr. Howler or simply 'teacher' if you prefer."

Kion took a good look in this new teacher, along with the others in the class. Indeed, he was a canine, just like Ono had said. More preciselly, he was a wolf. He had light-grey fur and caramel-colored eyes, which darted across the room as he looked at his new students. He was wearing some brown colored clothes, as his furred, naked paws touched the ground and his busy tail rested behind him. His ears were perked and moving, as if he was trying to pick up any snicker or any people whipering across the room.

Kion looked at him casually for a few moments, but them, his eyes widened, as an image flashed in his mind.

He saw that same wolf, wearing a white musketeer clothing, with a white hat with a silver feather and a glowing brooch in it, and holding a silvery sword. Fighting a horde with all kinds of monsters.

Kion blinked as he looked at that wolf, the same wolf who was fighting monsters... Wasn't he? In his dream...

No... Kion thought to himself No way. This is impossible.

Kion didn't noticed that he was staring strange at the wolf, until Ono slihgtly kicked him, and this made Kion snap out of it, and them, he noticed that the teacher was also looking at him. The wolf had his ears perked, and his eyes fixated into the direction Kion was in.

There was a lot of students into that area, including Bunga, who was sitting just one desk in front of him, yet, Kion had the feeling that the wolf was looking at him, and only at him. Kion almost felt exposed, as if the wolf was trying to see through him. It sent shivers up his spine. It only lasted around three seconds, though, for the wolf said, "Well, I guess it will be interesting being the teacher of a big class. I'm more used to small classes, so I hope you can be understanding if I take sometime to get adapted. I guess this will be interesting to all of us." He finished, offering the class a smile.

"So, now lets see if everyone of the list is here." He said as he sat down, and started to call names, passing by all the alphabet as he called each student, who answered by raising a hand and saying "here" or "present". The calling went for a while, with Bunga slightly saking as his name was called, and Ono eagerly answering, to make his presence known.

"Percivald."

"Here!"

"Portland."

"Here!"

"Prideland."

"Here!" Kion said, raising his paw, and once again, the wolf raised his eyes to look at him, and once again, Kion had that feeling like the wolf was evaluating him, even if it lasted only one second more than when he looked at each other student.

Kion could almost have the feeling like the wolf was eyeing him for some reason...

Kion didn't knew what was it, but he felt something about the wolf. It was not wrong but, it was different. It made him feel strange. And the feeling he had that the wolf was paying a little too much attention to him gave him creeps. But... it was not in the usual way, in which you feel for someone who is undressing you with the eyes.

It was much more than that. It was like the wolf was seeing _inside_him. Like he was evaluating him. Like he was looking inside his soul. As if he was some kind of judge from a higher tribunal, and was going to see if he was going up or down.

Yet, it gave creeps to Kion, but yet, it was a kind of creep that... Danmit! It ws so hard to describe. Maybe there was even not a true way to describe.

As if it was not confusing enough, there was also the fact that he recognized the wolf. And it was not in a conventional way. Kion was pretty sure that this was not normal. Still, it felt like it was exactly what had happened.

Finally, there was the way that the wolf semmed to have gotten interest on him. This only added another item for the list of Kion's worries.

Soon after the calling was finished, the wolf soon started the class, and the rest of it went by without further incidents. Well, save for one moment in which he called for Bunga's name, and the nohey badge answered by saying "She lied! I didn't did any of it!"

This led all people in there to look at him, before the wolf explained that he only wanted Bunga to answer him one single question.

This of course, made the honeybadger blush maddly as he knew he had done a silly thing, and he answered as quickly as he could and he sat back on his desk, seeming to want to sink in the ground and never be seen again.

Well, it seemed that his worries of Mrs. Patterson had told the new teacher bad things about him was not as valid as he thougtht, and this made him relax a little, but not very much. The rest of the class then trully did passed without incidents, and after a while the bell rang again, signalling the end of history period and the start of the next.

Soon all the students were getting their stuff back in their bags, and starting to head to their next period, as Mr. Howler said, "You may continue to read chapter 10 at home, and we will discuss it in the next class. If anyone has doubts, I'll be in my office during the lunch break and after the class until 3 p.m."

Soon everybody was leaving, Ono, Bunga and Kion left last.

"Mr. Howler, it is a true honor to have you in our school." Said the egret to the wolf, who smiled and thanked for the compliment. "Thank you, Mr. Orvald. Well, I heard very well of you from the other teachers. I hope you go just as well in my classes."

"I will sir." He said, and he soon was leaving, and he looked at the other two. "Gulley and Prideland, right?" He said, looking at them both. "I heard a few things about the two of you."

This made the two anmals nervous, for different reasons. Soon the wolf smiled "Well, I hope we get along fine. You better hurry up, or else you might be late for your next period."

The two animals nodded, and as they left, Kion heard, "Prideland." He stopped, and looked back, as Bunga walked away, and the wolf was once again looking at him, and Kion had again that feeling that the wolf was looking at his very soul.

"You seem like a very promising boy." He said, looking at Kion straight in the eyes, and Kion felt something. Again, it was hard to describe, but there was a feeling of something familiar. Like... like in his dream... It was something like that... right?

The wolf looked at him for a while, and he sighed, and said, "Well, I'll keep an eye for you." He said, and he finally smiled at the Lion "You have potential,you know? I can feel it." And he looked at Kion in the eyes once more. "It is up to you if you will use it or if you will let go."

Kion looked at him, as for a brief moment, the wolf's smile diminished, and he said to the lion, "However, I must warm you, this kind of potential brings out troubles, if you choose to use it."

"If you choose to do so, you will bring to yourself responsabilities, and you might bring troubles to yourself and even to the ones who are near you."

This made Kion stare at the wolf, and the canine simply looked at him, his expression serious, and he said to Kion, in a very calm tone "However, by taking this potential, you might do a great good to the world, and help a lot of people, but it will come at a great personal cost to yourself."

The wolf looked him dead in the eyes, and he said, "Then, you might ask yourself, Kion Prideland." He looked deep into Kion's eyes, almst as if he could reach deep inside of him to see the truth, as he made the question "Are you willing to reach this potential?"

Kion blinked as he looked at the wolf, wondering what he was talking about. Their staring contest lasted for a few seconds, before the wolf talked again "You must think very well over it, before you decide, because once you have decided, there is going to be no turning back."

Right after that, the wolf smiled again, a very kind smile, that made Kion relax, and he said, "You better hurry up, your next teacher will be on the class in a few minutes."

"Huh?" Kion said, as if he had snapped out of a strange stupor as he fianlly remembred of the signal that had just rang. And he was already rushing to the next class, leaving behind the wolf, who still looked at Kion as he was walking away.

Kion wasn't sure of what had just happened. But he knew that it was important, at least to the wolf. Also, he felt that it, somehow, was important to him too. He had this feeling in his guts that told him that, but he didn't knew how that talk could have been important.

As he rushed for his next class, he could not help but wonder that this first day of school had started in a strange and, rather interesting way...