Solomon Fenrir stood awkwardly on the platform while he held tightly onto his sheathed weapon, Ragnarok. It kept him grounded in reality as he worries that every eye was on the massive Faunas and seeing though his guise of a student and seeing him as the terrorist spy that he is. His tail was as stiff as board and his knuckles were white with anxiety, but his breath was still calm and steady, he had years of experience in lying as well as staying calm under his self imposed anxieties. He can handle a few more.

Solomon finally took a look at the other students, a few more Faunas then he have expected but good nevertheless for the White Fang at least when he gives them his report next month. The humans weren't important enough to remember for now, as they were just obstacles to deal with for later. Then after looking over the students he then glances over to the Headmaster and the female professor, he has to keep an eye on them while also making sure to keep them from learning his reason for being here and alliance.

The Headmaster spoke and before anybody could possibly respond and get an answer the students were launched one at a time by the platforms they stood on down into the massive forest down below the cliffs they once stood on.
Solomon sighed and gotten into a widen stance to get ready for his turn to be launched into the unforgiving world of hunters and Huntresses. His tail raised to balance himself when the person next to him got launched, and suddenly the spring below his platform activated and launching Solomon though the air at break neck speed. The forest below was quickly approaching as Solomon nonchalantly looked for possibly landing spots and when to use his Semblance to soften his landing, he only used his weapon when absolutely needs to bad for him being a spy and soon to be hunter, he'll always need a weapon. Once Solomon's legs and tail started to get swatted with twigs and leaves he uses his Semblance, it manifested itself by his entire body being covered in inky blackness until his entire body looked like a shadow in three dimensions. Suddenly shadows like tendrils leaped up from the trees and ground and surronded itself around Solomon until he became a shadowy ball and it softly fell to the ground until suddenly Solomon emerged looking like he normally does a few feet off the ground  which caused the shadowy ball to melt back into the shadows. He left no glaring traces that he was ever here.

Solomon sighed loudly and relaxed, he didn't even noticed he was holding his breath the entire time. His tail started to wag slowly as he was glad to be away from the glaring eyes of the humans and none White Fang Faunas. So everybody but him as far as he knows. After Solomon sighed again he started to walk down a beautiful path with both sides walled with tall trees and low berry bushes and the sunlight seeping though the leaves and branches above. It was quite a sight if not for the possibility of death by grimm he would take some time to relax but he marched forward and kept going down the path. With Ragnarok in hand he was ready to fight and live another day as a White Fang Spy.