This is more of a reason to vent than anything, and season 1 Weiss is the best character to do that with. I got stuck in a forest today and by the end of it I was very unhappy :(

Also I lied last time about the chapter release, I thought I would have time before packing but then life decided to prove me wrong. Its tended to do that a lot lately.

"Blake?" Weiss hissed, crossing her arms and stopping just before what was yet again another fallen tree in their path. "Why won't you just suck it up and admit that we are lost?"

"We aren't lost." Blake countered, her eyes narrowing. "My senses don't lie. This is the right way."

"So explain to me why we haven't done anything but climb up a hill for the past hour." Weiss snapped. She had already been annoyed when this little "surprise project" was dropped over their heads, and now that the project was actually underway, that annoyance wasn't getting any better. At least Weiss could say with confidence that her annoyance had very little to do with Blake's status as a faunus- save for the part where her dumb nose was the whole reason they had strayed from the path in the first place.

"We need juniper berries and honey, I can smell the honey up this way. It's not my fault the mountain is big." Blake shrugged, and Weiss grumbles something incoherent before sighing.

With another sigh, Weiss started to climb once more. "I bet Ruby and Yang aren't going through all this."

"I can bet that those two won't have a chance at beating us." Blake commented with a sly glance in Weiss' direction. Weiss rolled her eyes, Blake thought she was so smart, using Weiss' competitiveness as a motivator. Forget that, Weiss already knew they were going to win this stupid project the moment Professor Port had said that they would be switching team partners. Blake was still a little rude for Weiss' taste, but at least she got things done quickly- which was unlike a certain team leader Weiss knew.

Honestly though, this was really a bother. Having to duck and weave through trees and scattered thorns, not to mention the steepness of the terrain, was just infuriating. Her father would be laughing at her if he could see her- not like she cared, but Winter would probably tell her just to push through it and endure it. That did not mean Weiss couldn't complain, whether it was to herself or out loud.

"It's close." Blake reassured her for what was the tenth time or more, and Weiss had to forcibly hold herself back from drawing Myrtenaster.

They had better get a perfect score for all this trouble.