(Guess it'll be me, as I'm going out of Lania as everyone else is entering.
Secretary, hmm? School secretary, perhaps?
)
Kirea Sneaktooth was a made up name, but one which suited her well in this state. She cocked her head slightly, examining the peice of silver in front of her. "Nice..." she whispered. "But, is it real?"
She picked it up, and bit it lightly with a canine. She spit out lightly, wincing at the metallic taste. "Pah," she hissed. "Fake. Like everything else. If they thought it was real, then they know better to buy from that dealer again!"
She turned swiftly, annoyed. Fake silver was all they had, copper, outlayered with a thin lining of a silver-like substance. Not worth anything, yet the family had payed much.
Her ears flicked as she heard a whimper, and she looked downwards, towards the right. "Well. Look like I found myself in their daughters room, eh?" She leaned down, and gently placed a paw on the young Elf's cheek before turning once more and leaping out the open window. She landed deftly on her feet, for although she was not a cat, years of experience had given her perfect landings about 90% of the time.
She reached down, grabbing her dagger from its sheath. She blinked, willing it to become smaller, and then linked it to her clothes. She hated to leave Lania, but she had work to do.
***
"Miss Silven! Have you seen my stapler? It seems to have gone missing." a voice called out, as the Principals head peeked out from his door.
Kirania laughed out lightly. "Its right here, sir. I thought you had seen me take it?" Still grinning, she stood up, and handed the stapler back.
The principal shook his head lightly, sighing as he accepted it. "I swear, Kirania... if I didn't know what you were doing, you'd be a thief, and a good one at that!"
"Now, now. No giving me ideas, sir!" she said, winking. If he knew what she lived as a Fox, then he never would have thought she was such a good, down-to-the-law person. She couldn't tell him, of course, for although she had commited no crime here, there were some looking for her that weren't... friendly, you might say.
Still grinning, she shifted her gaze to the computor in front of her, and swiftly started copying some files.