Conservation
of Mass
The
second bell rang out across the classroom signaling that anyone who
wasn't already sat down was late. For Tristan, a muscular German
Sheppard, his brown and black fur hidden under his clothes for the
most part. He had long since gotten into the habit of being on time
and punctual, this wasn't an issue of course, he was as always on
time. Everyone was to these classes except the teacher. As if on cue
the door burst open and in she walked, dressed in a loosely fitting
whit