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Rapahel yawned, his long tail hanging over the edge of the thick branch he sprawled on as his ears twitched. The birds were becoming an annoyance; he batted at the leaves above his head lazily and eyed the open window to the side of the branch. It wasn't a particularly long drop; if he crawled toward the end of the branch, it would naturally bend and from there, it was only a matter of jumping. He got to his hands and knees, fingers digging into the rough bark as much as he could, and his tail swished from side to side as he proceeded to make his way from the tree to the empty classroom.
His tail lashed about in agitation when, in response to what felt like a p***k, he twisted to look at the windowsill and saw a rough patch with red flecks. While it didn't exactly hurt, it was still irritating. Rapahel licked the bloody patch on his hand before any blood touched the bandages wrapped about his palm, ears twitching as he walked out the room. There was precious little to do at the moment and the voice he had just heard - faintly, very faintly - sounded as though it was coming from just down the hall...
He stopped just shy of the door to another classroom and peered in, seeing two other Animahomins. Given the lack of people in the building at the moment, he assumed the voice came from this room and soflty knocked on the frame of the door softly before stepping into the doorway. "I don't mean to intrude, but if you're having a private conversation, you might want to close the door...I heard you down the hallway earlier."