Trudging through the light snowfall wasn’t too bad he supposed, though a bit unexpected. The outpost hadn’t seen much winter weather despite the time of year, so it’d been a bit of surprise to see the blanket of white that covered the Academy grounds. Pausing, Raule took a moment to look around at the other arriving students. Most came in the usual way, climbing off the griffons once they had safely touched down. Others decided that waiting didn’t suit them and simply came crashing into the snow from the sky above. And even less decided to arrive by their own means, though Raule mainly took note of the pair of Witches. It was hard not to given one had promptly announced her arrival with a sonic boom, but there were other reasons. He had seen some of the land-based Witches before when a number of them were apparently on exercise in the Black Gale. Never heard of aerial variations, though it would make sense given what he knew of Earth technology and they did have quite the resemblance. 

He stopped reminiscing when he felt someone’s attention on him. It wasn’t hostile, but there was a certain intensity to it that made it easy for Raule to feel. Looking around, his eyes came to rest on a foxy looking girl. Even if she hadn’t been staring at him, the beeline she made towards him told him where the presence was coming from. Raising an eyebrow when she finally came to a halt in front of him, Raule could confidently say he had no idea who she was. When it came to appearances he was fairly good at remembering them even if he had only seen the individual in question once. So unless she was a shapeshifter or something like that, this was his first time meeting her. 

He had a quiet sigh under his breath, before he reached back into his bag. It wasn’t the first time someone had asked for some after he had begun leaving his griffon bags of the smoked meat after his second year. Fumbling around in it for a few moments finally rewarded his efforts with another pouch of jerky; this one was marked with two lines, one red and the other yellow. When he travelled it wasn’t too hard for Raule to dig out some of the snacks, but since he was returning to the Academy, he hadn’t bothered to prepare too much. Untying the knot, he plucked a piece out and held it out towards Talia as a gesture to help herself. This flavor had a bit of heat that faded to a sweet after taste, mild in comparison to some he enjoyed. [b]“Nice to meet you. You can call me Raule.”[/b] While he was fairly sure she was his junior in the Academy, with him being a fifth year and what not, the the unofficial hierarchy had never appealed to him in the slightest. 

Before he had a chance to pop the piece in his mouth though, something else caught his notice. His hand rose before he brought it down in a flash and slapped the snowball into powdered snow. He could just barely catch the sound of his snack plopping onto the snow behind him. Sighing in annoyance, he turned his attention to the direction of the projectile. A few cursory glances around had shown that he, or Talia, had not been the only one to receive a snowball in their direction. [b]“Here hold this for a moment,”[/b] he told the girl as he held the pouch out for her to take as he had a child to catch at the moment. Hopefully she wouldn’t devour the whole thing, it was enough for a few days by his rationed standards after all.

It wasn’t too hard for him to figure out who the culprit responsible was. There were dozens if not hundreds of students milling about in the immediate vicinity and a good portion of them had years at the Academy under their belt. So when he put on the “work” expression and looked around, it didn’t take long for someone to point towards a black-haired individual that seemed to be trying to sulk his way towards the main entrance. Flashing the student a grin and receiving a thumbs-up in return, Raule was about to make his way after the student, but…

[b][u]”All students, please proceed to the main hall with your luggage. You will be organized by year, and will wait for the headmaster to give his opening speech. Any students caught lingering around will be escorted personally.”[/u][/b]

And with one fell swoop, the announcement made any further moves on his part pointless. With a sigh that expressed disappointment, since he wouldn’t see the instigator face the wrath of god knows how many students, Raule was about to make his way back to Talia. That decision was hastened when someone decided to take this far too seriously. Muttering a quick, [b]"Nope,"[/b] he continued on his way.