Stepping outside of the Cave, Striker noticed a hint of different smells. Although he was a third year at the Nagual Academy, his development of skills has ranged that of a capable shifter in the real world. He disliked the classes, continuily calling them unnecessary for himself, but he stay in the school to avoid moving into the real world without his pack mate, Gem. After a moment, he pushed his hair through his black hair, a light feeling brushing along his fingers as his hand slide through his hair. Striker proceeded back into the cave, his intentions set on waking Gem for the first day of classes. He came to her sleeping quarters, a small area of the cave where Gem hung up a sheet to at least have some privacy from her pack mate.<br/><br/>"Get up," Striker demanded, his voice resonating off the surrounding walls of the cave. His first instinct was to use physical means to get Gem out of bed, but he wasn't necessarily in one of his moods.<br/><br/>Gem laid up against the pillow she swiped from one of the supply rooms throughout the academy, knowing that no one would miss it. She stirred as her ears picked up Striker's demand. As her eyes slowly moved open, she stretched out and gave a shake of her head in annoyance. "Go to hell," she called back.<br/><br/>Yet she proceed to rise from her bed anyways, quickly putting on her typical light gray hood with white arm bands and a pair of jeans with a few holes throughout the pants. She quickly slipped on her Converse shoes before grabbing a backpack from the corner in her sleeping quarters. Gem shifted the hanging sheet to her right and stepped out into the main part of the cave. She gave a glance at Striker, who was waiting on one of the flat rocks in the cave.<br/><br/>"Took you long enough," he growled, similar to the sound of growling wolf. Over time, Striker developed the skill of making a few noises his wolf form could make, but the same did not go the other way, except for wolves speaking to each other in their language. Striker pushed himself up off the rock and headed out of the Cave and up toward the the Academy.<br/><br/>"A**hole," Gem jeered back at him, though she followed closely behind him. As she ran through the forest, her attention was divided elsewhere and she almost ran into a tree had she not see the shadow of the trunk.<span style="font-style: italic">Damn, that was close. Likely would have broke my nose.</span><br/><br/>After a few minutes, they came up the south side of the Academy and headed straight for the Meadow, and found their usual spot near the East side of the area. Striker leaned up against one of the smaller trees in the area, watching for the fresh meat to show up. Gem sat on the ground close to him, but in the sunlight and placed her arms behind her as she stabilized herself. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the sunlight that radiated on her body.