Hazel's classroom was down on the of the less used hallways in the school, largely given to him for the fact, silent reading ought to have as few disruptions as possible and he made such a point as such in the interview as the importance of reading. He looked over his class list again, and which students had lately brought in good books which correllated well with their literary abilities. Hopper always had done well, and Timothy and Elex had done well, and Ryan tried hard. Aron while making a good attempt, slacked more often than others. He would have to speak with that canine and see what exactly he did with his free time, perhaps finding some sort of useful connection which would make him want to read. He sighed. His room was nowhere near the morning's skirmish. As such, Hazel neither noticed it, nor heard about it until it was well over.
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Unlike Hazel, Chipper had a room in the middle of the main hallway. He was not in the room, but rather the smaller office which was directly next to it. Looking over the day's lesson, the noise outside the door was increasing, as it typically did during the morning hours as the students arrived. He didn't pay it much leave at first, more concerned with having enough copies of a group project sheet for the students, rather than rambling conversations shared by unconcerning teenagers. However, the fierce voices and sudden shouting told him this was no friendly chat.
He glanced out the door to see a student wolf, grab the shirt of a deer. He started off to say something, when one of the math teachers, Mr. Dent got in the way and managed to settle it down. Chipper watched as the students, including the two directly involved in the skirmish, dispersed to their classes. The kids could wait a little longer.
"What was that all about?" he asked curiously of the eagle. "I didn't catch what went on."
