A few other children came over to say hello when they saw that Cara and Leo were chatting. Everyone knew who Cara was, and she was quite popular with the kids in her class.
But Leo was new, and he had an aura of supreme happiness to him today, after his first day in school.
The other kids in his first year class were all recounting his version of sparring, including the now infamous power bomb. Nobody had ever told him that it was against the rules because humans were susceptible to that sort of slam.
But for a Tortollan, as they assumed that he was, it wasn’t a big deal. Unlike their animalistic kin, they could get off their backs easily enough.
"Did I hear ice cream? I got my fifth gold star of the month, that means my mom will let me go for ice cream." A little girl with sparkly pink nail polish announced.
The woman who had been speaking to Leo smiled at her, and the girl turned to Leo.
"Leo, can I come with you for Ice Cream?"
Leo smiled. "Of course, Cindy Lou. More people for ice cream is always better. Karl, I need coins."
Karl laughed, as Leo had admitted only seconds earlier that he didn’t know any of his classmates names.
He was using the System Interface to tell who was who.
It seemed inevitable that the two of them were about to become friends. Cindy was a druid, and Leo was a turtle. There weren’t many beastkin in the younger class, and Cindy was already friends with all of them.
Two cat eared boys came over, holding up wedge shaped quarter silver coins.
"Our moms said we can come too!" They announced.
Cara’s friends looked dubious at the idea. They wanted to meet the cute turtle, not hang out with a bunch of eight-year-olds.
"Alright, two groups. I will bring the older students out, and Leo can lead his new friends out to celebrate. There are too many of us for one table." Cara announced.
That worked for her friends.
They wanted the ice cream, that was not a question. And then when the other kids were dragged away by their parents, they could meet Leo. If he was related to Cara, he had to be a fun person.
"Ladies, shall we follow them?" Karl asked the mothers who had come to pick the younger kids up.
Cara’s group were all fifteen and sixteen, ready to graduate from basic schooling. They didn’t need supervision and could walk home alone. But Leo’s friends were unlikely to be left unsupervised with a new arrival to the Clan.
Especially Karl.
He had terrified the PTA members enough that the horror stories they told about his personality were enough to make all the other parents at least a little wary of him.
Even if his kids seemed well enough behaved.

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