It took some searching. Fighting the Grimm was one thing, but tracking them was turning out to be harder than Schwarz thought. She could do without the distraction provided by her fellow students, however she thought she heard another source of sound. Following up on it, her shadow crept through the undergrowth. She found a few snapped branches close to the ground. Bingo. If only she knew what she was tracking. From what she could tell, there was only one, perhaps a boarbatusk?

Deactivating the semblance, she fished the scroll out of her pocket and flipped through the contacts. She could have thought of taking her team's numbers at least before going off. Oh well, at least she had enough sense to look up the numbers of the teachers beforehand.

[i]To: Prof. Port
Subject: Contact
Message: Contact cca 175 meters northwest. Single, big one, I'm continuing to track. Please relay to team.[/i]

She put th device back to her pocket, continuing on foot in case somebody messaged her back, her senses primed at any sound.