Norah kept swinging her club around her head and stomping in circles, all the while grunting and growling. If this was what a troll got to do all day then she really wouldn't mind. Weaving through the other students, she shouted "I SMASH. GAAAAH!" A few times, just to get some attention. They were supposed to be guessing each other's creatures riiiiight? She opened up her mouth to shout again but found herself giggling instead. Hehehehehe, being a troll was the best. Standing on her tiptoes, Norah made sure she was away from anyone she'd accidentally hit and restarted her waving of her club. Hiiii people. Troll over here needs a friend.