[h3][u][color=669999]𝐿𝑒𝑦𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑛[/color][/u][/h3][hr]Adaptation within the academy had been, at least until now, perfectly fine for Leyfinn. She grew with a daily routine, including training and studying schedules. The only thing she missed was eating and reading in solitude... she felt as if she was never completely alone in here. 

Upon returning to her quarters, Leyfinn's eyes immediately identified a previously inexistent letter laying in her bed. She picked it and hastily opened to read the content, an eyebrow arched while her ears twitched simultaneously above her head. Either their instructor was a person of action or a dry-humoured individual that's likely working against the academy. 

[color=669999]"Tsck. Maybe I've been reading too much of that detective story."[/color] Leyfinn replied lowly to her own thoughts, making herself to the training room 03. Which actually already had two other individuals whom Leyfinn had certainly seen around but never actually spoke directly to. Was this going to be a training with a handful of trainees only? As she walked past the door, she peered around and began making her way slowly towards the two other individuals, trying to make eye contact to nod towards them before fully approaching and declaring her worries:

[color=669999]"... Did you two get a letter with questionable manners? I'm a little worried this could be a prank."[/color]