After her outburst, Mokuren had decided that leaving maths was the best idea, so the evil would not taint her mind anymore. In her place, she had left a very good dummy, made with from a vague, ancient Faunus secret. It allowed her to trick everyone and skip out, doing something of nothing. Or nothing of something, either way, she did it, and did it well.

Not quite sure what it was, however, Mokuren wandered. The halls where not that full, with most in classes, and so she was free to meander where ever she wanted. It first led her to the cantina, where she uterlized the Secret Faunus Art of Pilfering Food. Few Faunus where lucky enough to live in a situation where they could rely entirely on purchased food, and so pilfering said food was a good skill to have. Mokuren found in her possession, after the fact, some sweatcakes and a few brownies. They smelled good, and she knew exactly who to share these with.

Mokuren thought for a moment, and realized that Skyra had not turned up at the maths class, even when all the latecomers had come and been late. Therefore, and thusly, she must have skipped it. So, Mokuren set off, to the outside, where she took a deep nasal breath. There was just something about Skyra's scent that set her nose on fire, and she couldn't have hidden in a leather tanning factory. It was vague, at firt, but Mokuren managed to follow her nose to a field where the morning sun shone down, and Skyra laid with her eyes closed. Such a helpless position, Mokuren couldn't do anything but put the bag of food down, and draw her sword, standing guard and glaring at the nothing, as if daring it to try anything with Skyra, and get stabbed as a result.