The building was actually pretty quiet at the moment. The first bell had rung, and that meant the students were all in their classrooms, learning the important lessons of the day. Of course, most just went to school to go, and few paid real attention. After all, despite their size, this was still a high school. Every student was a young adult, by their species' standards, and that meant all of them were bored with the world, grown up to the point where they were about to embark on finding their own futures.<br/><br/>Not that any of this crossed the wolf's mind as he walked toward the cafeteria line. Once inside a small side room of the cafeteria he was faced with a rather large machine, which, when he punched in his student code, would pop out an appropriate meal for the time of day, and his species. Taking a moment to mumble his own code to himself he punched it into the machine, and a second later a ding sounded, and a tray was pushed out of the side, heaped with various meats and breads, his proper diet.<br/><br/>Grabbing the tray the wolf went out into the cafeteria proper again, taking a seat near the door that led to the entryway, which was open just enough that a micro could squeeze through. He didn't notice that fact of course, he just liked to be near the exit so he could make a fast escape if something happened that required it, a trait he'd gotten from his father. Just now though, his focus was on his tray, and spearing a strip of bacon larger than most normal size people with a claw he shoved it into his muzzle, allowing his spit to carry its flavor over his tongue as he began his morning meal.