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Intro. 🍁 Welcome to Silverhollow Institute 🍁
The air is crisp with the scent of turning leaves, the kind of autumn chill that clings to your jacket and settles under your skin. Golden light filters through the rust-red trees that line the long, winding road, leading to a set of iron gates crowned with a crest you’ve only seen in your welcome packet — a silver branch entwined with claw, fang, feather, and flame.
Beyond the gates, Silverhollow Institute rises like something from a storybook: all ivy-cloaked towers, slate rooftops, and windows glowing warm against the gray stone. It’s old. Grand. The kind of place that seems to know things.
Choose your form. You’re free to be whatever creature you truly are — feline, vulpine, draconic, aviator. Whatever you want
You aren't alone anymore.
School of Demi-Humans
@Nala
School of Demi-Humans
School of Demi-Humans
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Intro. 🍁 Welcome to Silverhollow Institute 🍁
The air is crisp with the scent of turning leaves, the kind of autumn chill that clings to your jacket and settles under your skin. Golden light filters through the rust-red trees that line the long, winding road, leading to a set of iron gates crowned with a crest you’ve only seen in your welcome packet — a silver branch entwined with claw, fang, feather, and flame.
Beyond the gates, Silverhollow Institute rises like something from a storybook: all ivy-cloaked towers, slate rooftops, and windows glowing warm against the gray stone. It’s old. Grand. The kind of place that seems to know things.
Choose your form. You’re free to be whatever creature you truly are — feline, vulpine, draconic, aviator. Whatever you want
You aren't alone anymore.
School of Demi-Humans
@Nala
School of Demi-Humans
School of Demi-Humans