[center][h2][colour=f62424]Tamn[/colour][/h2][/center]

Having, for the most part, paid attention to Ozpin’s speech, Tamn watched in fascination as, one by one, her classmates were flung into the air. Twitching her ears she relaxed, settling into a lose stance and letting the metal plate fling her away. Gasping at the sheer rush, she glanced ahead to see what her chances were. All in all her best choice seemed to be rebounding off trees sending her further into the forest. Dragging her feet up so they’d ‘hit’ first, she plummeted towards a massive tree. Activating her sembalance, she pushed off, bouncing further into the woods, zigzagging between trees and slowly decreasing in height until she touched down, scattering dirt in an ink-stain explosion.

Deactivating her sembalance she flicked her ears around in an attempt to find anything else that might be lurking; be they students or Grimm. Having ascertained that she was alone, or as alone as one could be certain of in this forest, Tamn sighed, she was hoping to partner Cereza but was still utterly terrified that the other found her annoying. It probably didn’t help that Tamn had kept a distance, disappearing at any given moment. It had probably seemed like she was stalking Cereza, which in essence, she was, although there was no malicious intention, rather it was much like when little kids fight and one holds a grudge, so the other just keeps hanging round in the hope they’ll be forgiven. Not that Tamn had any idea if Cereza held a grudge, but she had always let stuff settle before jumping back into things.

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Although she didn’t know it Tamn was lost. Sure her internal compass, developed from her travels, still pointed north, …or north-ish. The problem was she was a far better navigator at night. ……Not to mention the trees seemed to throw everything off. In all the time she had been wandering, quite a while, the only eventful occurrence was a pair of Beowolfs attempting to get the jump on her. She disposed of them in a solid, destructive fashion; crushing the skull of the first between her hammers, and hitting the other multiple times from above, leaving it a misformed lump on the ground. It didn’t help that she went mad round Grimm, although she couldn’t help it, but it certainly didn’t help with her finding where she should be going.