Well Bark To You Too~

BARK!

A Australian Shepard rushed around the court yard, its fluffy tail wiggling happily, and brown eyes bright and energized. The poor owner of this rambunctious dog, was none other then one of the newest students in the academy; Dante. Who walked casually behind the canine, laughing as it spun around.

He had come into the academy late last night, and had gotten moved into his Initiate dorm. The young man, however, knew that he wouldn't be staying there for long, so he didn't unpack everything. Now, he walked along, with his dog, taking in the scenery of the land. The court yard was a rather nice place, it seemed sort of like a park.

Dante had set his mind to take in everything about the school, not missing a crack, or a plant that decorated the landscape. With his obsessiveness, he noticed someone not to far away from him. Deciding to put his dog back on his leash, Dante called his dog over with a click, click of his tongue, and a sharp whistle.

OOC: not a zombie yet, but I'm keeping this topic alive because I desperately need to roleplay ;-;

Of course, the clicking and the loud whistle didn't just catch the attention of the dog. Not too far away from them was a girl kicking and juggling a soccer ball on her knees, trying all sorts of tricks in her boredom. Her long brown hair bounced around like crazy, her bangs continuously getting into her face before she blew them out of the way once the ball hit the ground and came to halt so that she broke her chain of juggles. But, halfway through one of her attempts, the whistle had come as a huge distraction, making her send the ball high in the air before it came back down and hit her on the head. 

"Oh crap..." she muttered before stepping on the ball quickly to keep it from going anywhere before she looked back at Dante. He seemed very unfamiliar-- he was definitely someone she hadn't seen before, and his dog was just adorable! She could safely assume that he was calling the dog and definitely not trying to call her. But, she decided to try to talk to him anyway. The only issue is what would she say? 

Quickly picking up the ball and shoving it under her arm, she walked over to the two of them with a smile. "Hey there!" she said to him with a small wave of her hand. "Your dog is just precious! What's his name?" She couldn't help but ask and it was the only thing she could think of as a conversation starter.