[center][color=FFD700][h2]Razor WhiteFang - lost in the halls of Beacon Academy - Monday midday - Post auditorium[/h2][/color] [/center]

Razor sighed as he walked the halls of the academy. He had thought it would be the same as walking through the forest, but the halls split down and twisted so much that Razor found himself lost in the academy.

“Come on! Who desires hallways like this! It makes no sense,” Razor yelled as he sighed and added, “Everything looks the same! At least in the forest every tree has a unique part about it that helps travelers know where they’ve been. This place is like a maze!” Razor took a deep breath to calm his nerves. [i]Ok, ok. If they want to make things all the same, I’ll just make markers to help me[/i] Razor thought.

Razor found a corner and tried to scratch the wall. However, he found it more difficult to do then he thought. He was use to digging into the bark of trees to mark them, but whatever the wall was made of nearly chipped his claw. Razor threw his arms into the air and yelled, “Oh come on! It’s bad enough you didn’t give me a map or at least put one up. Now you’re telling me I can make markers!  This isn’t my day today.” Razor sighed and rubbed his eyes.

“Guess I’ll just continue to walk through this academy until I actually find a map or someone who can help me,” Razor said as he continued down the left hall way. [i]You’d think there’d be a professor roaming the halls to help students or something[/i]? Razor thought.