<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/bzGLBtW.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Fenrir Zherneboh<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Airship<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alexander<hr/><br/>"And same to you," Fenrir returned Alexander's well wish with one of his own. It'd be awful for all your own skill and hard work to mean nothing because your partner wasn't up to snuff and ended up dragging you down. Once he came to stand on the cliff with the others, he looked at Beacon's driving force behind Ozpin's unique, yet highly effective leadership. Glynda Goodwitch. She was insanely beautiful, no nonsense, and far more powerful than one would imagine. He remembered once seeing her reconstitute a destroyed building and everything inside it back to pristine condition.<br/><br/>He wondered if her powers were just that amazing that she could undo damage like that? Or maybe it involved time manipulation? Maybe if he became a good enough Hunter one day, she'd tell him. She explained what would happen one more time, and then suddenly Lark was launched through the air like an overexcited human cannon ball. Once it was his turn, he nodded to those left before bending his knees and growling slightly under his mask. Then he felt a slight increase in pressure.<br/><br/>An instant before he was launched, he pushed off of the panel as hard as he could, letting the combined forces increase the length of his launch.  The feeling of getting sent skyward and experiencing weightlessness was amazing, but he had a job to do so he remained focused. Spreading his arms and legs, he increased his profile to keep him in the air as long as possible. The more distance he went through the air, the less he'd have to travel through the forest.<br/><br/>He couldn't fly though, so once gravity started trying to take back over, he pressed his arms and legs in and darted down like an arrow, speeding toward the ground at literal breakneck speeds. He tore through the treeline and activated Beowulf, then with a grunt launched the chain from his right gauntlet. It sought out purchase on something, and the teeth of the gauntlet stretched wide, then snapped down, embedding into a branch and letting Fenrir swing wide before disengaging the hook, flipping around and landing silently on another tree. He made no moves after that, instead he just crouched there and pulled down his mask.<br/><br/>He was a faunus, and what use were his advanced senses if he didn't use them? He raised his nose and took a few whiffs. Right now he could smell general direction and distance for several of the students, but with nothing to truly focus on and all the Grimm it was a guess game at best. He decided it was best if he just got a move on now. He could worry about finding a partner later. If he found someone who made it as far as he did, then they'd be good enough for him. Placing the mask back over his face, he started to bound from tree to tree, easily avoiding the Grimm beneath him. Why waste time and energy fighting when he could get the artifact and save his energy for making his way back?