DON'T GIVE IT A NAME // OPEN

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]"Thought kids these days were into playing and training but nope... they'd rather learn about Rheumatoid Arthritis," Feliks scoffed, covering up his impressed stance on such dedication with an overbearing smirk. The male limped closer, having no intention on bettering his knowledge on medical shit (truthfully he only knew what types of arthritis there were out of fear of his leg contacting it) and instead just wanting to see what all of the fuss was about. Did so many creatures need to surround some pup trying to read? What was it that brought them to butt in on his reading time? "Hope you weren't planning on studying more today," the gryphon chuckled, lowering his golden cranium slightly as a black crow flew in to perch on his feathered crown. No thanks to his peers, Loki was recovering quite well, Feliks just had to hope the fellow would stick around. "Feliks. Crow's Loki," he introduced, gesturing to his avian with emerald eyes.