Mokuren was late. She knew that. But, she had to eat someone, and that took a lot of time. Finding, eating, cleaning, getting back. It was all terribly consuming. But, she knew where the class was, and so headed out to them, springing from tree to tree and using the height as an advantage to see where she was going. The forest was a nice place, very green, and full of Grimm to be slaughtered and maimed and destroyed. But, then she heard a terrible scream, and quickly took off in that direction, thinking it might be one of her team mates that was making the scream.

As it turned out, it wasn't. She arrived a the group, all ready and preparing for something, but they must have already dispatched the Grimm that made the scream, and so now where preparing to deal with the oncoming creatures. So, Mokuren dropped out of the trees, tail swishing and sword - full of the blood of the man she had just eaten - at the ready.
"So...what's coming?" She asked, before one of the Itzamma leaped at Mokuren. The fox-girl swiftly turned on her head, and pointed her sword at it, a small needle of blood shooting out and sinking into the creature's head. It dissolved a few seconds later, and Mokuren nodded. "Them, then"