It took them something close to a half hour, but the two teachers finally managed to clean up the mess and utter confusion that had been caused by the Windian Trio, and slowly but surely the field trip group headed out, away from the school, out of Windia, and started their two day trek to the Woren Reservation. Some students were excited for the change of pace in their classes, being able to take a field trip out into the wilderness instead of sitting indoors taking tests. Some students were excited, but complaining that neither of the staff were able to aquire some more of transportation for the group. To this Windford replied that horse and carts were too expensive to rent for a journey like this with so many students. Vagger's response however, was something more along the lines of 'well you all could get exercise and we can take two days to get there, or we could get some horses and a cart, take one day to get down there, and by the time we're there you'd all be sore, motion sick, and smell like horses.' No one argued with Vagger.

Yet more students were complaining on how they were somehow forced into this trip by peers and grades that needed the extra credit for a boost. At the very core of this clique of students, was the one student who was currently thinking about faking her death in order to get out of the four day field trip. She was the nucleus of the negative students. The others simply revolved around her, feeding off of her utterly annoyed energy in order to keep their own bad moods going.

Needless to say, Tym Black was a little less then thrilled to be on this trip.

"Cheezus, Tym! Stop trying to stab yourself with assorted ink pens!"

The grey-furred wolf only responded to Sabs with a deep throated growl as the human attempted to pry the red pen out of her friend's hand. "NO! Must make the nightmare stop...."

"Oh come on." Amber rolled her eyes. "At least your backpack didn't suddenly split open!" The windian girl was still making sure she had all of her supplies as she walked alongside her friends. "What the..." She held up a strange blue cylinder with random notches in it.

Sabs looked over and immediatly her nose wrinkled in confusion. "What the heck is that?"

"Not mine." Amber dropped it as they kept walking. From somewhere behind her, she heard a sudden 'oh hey, that's where that went!' and rolled her eyes.

"TYM!" Sabs turned and whapped the forestclan girl again. "Stop it!"

"Mmmfrgphm..." Tym glared at Sabs once more as she spit her arm out of her mouth, her fur soggy from where she was apparently trying to gnaw her hand off.

"Is there something wrong with you three?" Windford had been walking at the back of the group of students to make sure everyone was in check. He had sped up just momentarily to get a good look at the three girls and the scene they were making. Amber just flashed him an innocent smile.

"We're all fine here, Mr. Windford." Her puffy white wings fluttered lightly.

What neither Windford nor the three girls knew was that the Windian Trio was waiting for that little distraction in Windford's attention to pull of their latest planned scheme. Jason and Chad had busied themselves during their walk, picking up small pebbles, nuts, and other things they found along the ground. David had been spotting out likely victims and warming up his aim. As soon as Windford moved away from them and towards the three girls, David pulled out his slingshot as Jason and Chad began to fork over piece after piece of ammo.

The first hit struck one Cynthia Westin the back of the head, catching the wolf girl totally by surprise as she let out a yelp and spun around. This startled the woren next to her, who immediatly shot her a look of concern and confusion. "What?"

"Something hit me." Cynthia rubbed the back of her head lightly as she looked around. The woren just shrugged.

"Maybe something just fell off of a tree? I mean, I guess it's sort of windy..."

"No Chris..." The wolf's chocolate eyes scanned the crowd around her. "Something was definitly sent at me."

Chris shrugged and was about to reply when there was another shout near him and Carl Branson began to rub his head sorely.

"The heck?" Carl growled and turned to the woren behind him. "What's your problem???"

"Huh?" Gregory Stimpleton's expression was that of hopeless confusion as he skidded to a stop, doing his best not to run straight into Carl who had stopped suddenly to face him. "What are you talking about?"

"You hit me!"

"I did not!"

"Hey you two." Vagger turned his attention to the little squabble. "Knock it off, alright?"

"But he hit me!" Carl pointed an accusing finger at the woren once more. Suddenly off to the right of the crowd of students somewhere, Krissy let out a sudden cry. That was all that was needed. An explosion of chaos and confusion once more rippled through the crowd of students. This time Vagger didn't bother to hesitate. As Windford attempted to gain control of the herd of pupils, the woren teacher plowed his way straight through the mess and walked right up to Chad, David and Jason. Chad froze up instantly.

"Alright you three." Vagger had a slight growl of concern in his voice as he eyed the trio. "I let the first incident slip by, but if you guys start causing too much trouble, the next big mess that gets made will be out of you all." Without giving them a chance to respond, Vagger then sifted into the mass of students and attempted to help out Windford. The trio stood in silence for a moment before David finally spoke up.

"What do you think he meant by that?"

"He meant put that slingshot the fuck away." Jason growled as he emptied his handful of pebbles onto the ground. Chad did the same soon after.