Rocky the Musky Otter

Your backpack felt heavy on your back as you walked past through front entrance. A large ‘University of Florida’ sign hung high above you as you continued onward. It was your first day of post-secondary school, and frankly, your were beyond nervous. While walking, you passed several students; cheetahs, canines, gators, you name it! Looking around and taking in the diverse student body is what helped keep your nerves calm and mind distracted as you continued further into the campus. You turned the metal handle of one of the campus buildings; it’s interior actually felt a lot more spacious and empty than you expected. The cool AC was refreshing compared to the blazing Florida sun. While walking, one of the students catches your eyes; a massive, beefy, brawny otter who was wearing nothing but skin tight shorts and a revealing yellow tanktop was admiring one of the advertisement boards. He must’ve been at least eight and a half feet tall, and he completely towered over the rest of the students. His long brow tail lay flat on the floor behind him as he surveyed the school club advertisements pinned to the board. It looked like he was planning on joining the swim team. You hadn’t had the chance to make any friends at this university yet, so you thought talking to this handsome hunk couldn’t be the worst idea… You began to approach him, looking up as I walked until ”WWOOAH” THUD! You had tripped over the otter’s massive tail, causing you to fall flat on your face, books and pencils scattering everywhere. “Woah! Heh, you alright down there?” A deep, husky voice asked politely from above