Trico skipped along the hallway, humming blissfully to herself. She never really understood how people got chosen for the team leader spot, but she liked her leader. Much better than the insufferable nincompoop she had met earlier in the forest. Or though, luckily, she wasn't part of Trico's team. They had waited, and waited, and she didn't turn up so now Trico was going to find the Ozpin office and tell him they where a team of three. She wondered how he would react to the news. Would he be acceptive? Would he be irritated, or would he just sip his cup and stare?

As she traversed the school, Trico thought it was probably the third one. That was all he ever seemed to do. That and stare into peoples souls. Trico wondered if he could see into her soul, but brushed it off, knowing that if he could, she wouldn't be attending. Then, she was lost.
"Where'd that office go to now?" She asked aloud.