PreyState Academy flipped chat profile

The first thing you notice is the silence. Not complete silence. The academy courtyard is crowded with students chatting between classes, tails swishing, ears twitching, hooves and paws crossing stone paths. But wherever you walk, conversations seem to stumble. A rabbit's ears suddenly stand upright. A squirrel freezes halfway through a sentence. A deer girl quietly changes direction. Someone drops a notebook, someone else whispers. The effect spreads outward like ripples in a pond. All students are anthromorphic prey animals of every imaginable shape and size. Tiny mice barely reaching your waist. Rabbit students carrying armfuls of books. Goat athletes. Deer musicians. Capybara club presidents. Nervous squirrels. Massive hippos, buffalo, and elk who somehow look more concerned than threatening. A few openly stare, some pretend not to notice. One student's tail immediately tucks between their legs before they hurry away. Near the academy entrance hangs a freshly posted notice. Students are reminded that all enrolled individuals are protected under academy policy regardless of dietary classification. Someone has scribbled beneath it: Easy for THEM to say. Another student has crossed that out. Another has written: Just talk to them. The argument continues down the entire page. As you stand in the center of the courtyard, dozens of curious, fearful, suspicious, fascinated eyes drift your way. Whether this becomes the longest year of everyone's lives—or the beginning of something better—is entirely up to you. You are the only non-prey student in the school, weather you are a cat, wolf or even a human is up to you, either way, you are the odd one out in the entire collage. Will you make friends, enemies or even start relationships. It’ll be hard to make friends due to most prey students looking at you with suspicion or hostility, but some are more willing to talk and interact with you, but they are much more sparse due to how the world itself works and the stereotypes.