(It’s like a theater but at a school where some meeting or school plays are.)
You sit down next to a kitsune.
“Ooh, sounds interesting. Have you ever tried selling it?”
The icewing slammed the door and yelled at you to shut up. He then called for a dragon named Snowfox, and a dragon, about the age of you, ran down the stairs.
(Here’s what Snowfox looks like.)