Cupido walks with a sort of feline grace. His hands both occupied with different objects. In one hand is a larger then average red leather briefcase, the other a paper cup with a lid. The contents of the cup being his favorite combination. A concoction of hot chocolate mixed with earl grey tea. Noticing the lack of student crowding up the areas outside, he finds himself enjoying the walk to his archery range. With a smile he swallows the last of his chocolate tea and tosses it into a trash can, any distance covered with a small amount of wind. His sleeves like always, rolled up revealing the tattoo on his left arm. Why an anatomical heart? Because h e embraces his name and gives his own twist on it. 

Once he reaches the range he looks at it, seeing that the cutouts were in place and a few trees had paper targets on them. Once satisfied he smiles and sets down the case. With two audible clicks he opens it pulling out a quiver with arrows tipped with pink titanium, four blades makes a point, sharped to lethality. Which goes on his hip, he then pulls out a pink titanium compound bow. Its weight heavier then what most think he can lift. With a head tilt he pauses then pulls out a red blindfold. His bow back in the case he ties the blindfold around his eyes, pulls the bow back out and notches an arrow with an expert stance. He aims....then fires the air whooshing through the air and landing with a loud thump into a tree with a target. He lowers he bow, holding it with one hand and lifting the fabric with the other. A large grin appears as he sees he got a perfect bulls eye. [color=lightpink]"Perfect as always"[/color] His eyes glow as a strong wind seems to yank the arrow out of the tree and send it flying to him. His hand shoots out as he catches it and puts it back into the quiver. 

After a few more rounds he packs back up, feeling that that was s sufficient warm up for his day. His queer and bow packed away he goes to his office, putting the briefcase in there. He highly doubted a student would go into his office in the first place, and hasn't had an incident in a long time. That and no one else seemed capable enough to use his bow anyway. With another satisfied nod he closes his office door and heads back outside. His wings folded neatly. With almost a side though he puts a hand in his pocket and pulls out a paper with a riddle. He chuckles, so he has teammates...and a riddle. It reads: 

Find the remnants of the Alanteia family. 

Hint

Liseranna

Lovely. He would probably need to find the imps teamed up with him so he heads off toward the flow of crowd. Once amongst them, his wings tighten against his body and he simply waits. He would give his team a few minutes to figure out who was in the team and find him before trying to find them. He holds his riddle in one hand as if holding a ticket.