“Bye everybody! I’ll see you in milk-club later Beth!” Traire Teton, the queen cow of the Community Placement Academy(CPA) waves goodbye to her clique as she pushes through the doors to leave one of the academy’s many student cafeterias. The halls she steps into are practically labyrinthian, CPA is huge, almost the size of a normal city district in Congressa. Dorms, classrooms, bathrooms, janitor’s closets, gymnasiums, cafeterias, teacher-lounges, and anything else one might expect, all contained within one massive building.

(In fact there's even a District-Governor for the Academy.)

The halls are perfectly manageable for Traire though, she’s been roaming them for about a year now and you generally attend classes close to your assigned dorm anyways.

As Traire walks the hall the crowd parts for her like she were a goddess… or a bulldozer. After all, her fun-bags might just knock you on your ass if you don’t get out of the way!

Rounding a corner, Traire stops just for a moment. She almost walked right into another Bosi woman, a new girl. It’s obvious from her darting eyes. Traire only needs to size up one part of her to know who’s in charge. The girl’s eyes go wide at the sight of the queen’s treasured chest, she steps aside only a moment after.

“Mhm, that’s what I thought.” Traire says, already forgetting the failure’s existence as she struts onward.

She’s not even really going anywhere, she’s got hours before her after-class club starts. She’ll have to find something to occupy her until then…