Davinica had a little bit more stealth to employ that the recently-given order; sneaking into class was no small feat. Of course, she hadn't meant to be late - no one could blame her for that nap running a little overboard - but nevertheless, here she was, listening to her lessons from the just outside the door. Seriously, who turned up tardy to a revolution?
As the gnomes finished up their weird speech, the garou smiled at the opportunity. Stealth was her thing, after all. Sure, she'd missed the actual Stealth class, but she didn't need it - couldn't teach her anything she already had down, right? Shaking out her shoulders, the wolf crouched onto all fours and attempted to slide through the door and behind a nearby cluster of boxes, keeping low to the shadows and the floor.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
