Tess was walking near Fisk, and noticed how nervous she looked. She walked over to her, "Hey, you ok? I'm Tess." She smiled softly at her.
Donovan walked towards the back of the group. He blinked back at Xander, but stayed silent, continuing to walk forward. His large ears flicked a bit, as he shooed away some bugs.
Gerry walked behind the wolf, sniffing every so often. He didn't seem to mind that every so often, he was smacking a small dog in the face with his tail, which calmly flicked back and forth. He turned, and glanced at Blades. He grunted, and kept walking.
The wolf leading the group took them into a long hallway, lit mainly by torches. They came to an intersection of two hall ways. To the left was a large, medieval looking dining room, with many tables, and hundreds of students already in it, chatting happily. To the right, was a stranger sight: A hall, but much more modern, with paint chips falling off the walls, and flickering ceiling lights. It was a very unpleasant sight. "Come on!" The wolf said, urging the group into the dining room.