Niomi was, to say the least, pissed.
"Lo juro, ¡está tan muerto cuando lo tengo en mis manos! ¿Quién se cree que es, de todos modos?! ¡Aprende a llevar a mi compañero!" she spat, too busy with being furious than to bother making her words understandable. The girl was fuming, and she groaned in the midst of her anger. "¡Voy a matarlo!"
(Roughly translated, she says: 'I swear, he's so dead when I get my hands on him! Who does he think he is, anyway?! Learn to take my partner! Ugh, I'm gonna kill him!')
Now, Niomi wasn't the easiest to get mad, so when she did get upset, she got very upset, and tended to act without thinking. Which perfectly described what she did next.
Niomi punched a tree as hard as she could.
People punched things when they got angry, so there wasn't much reason to ask something dumb, like; "Niomi! Why'd you do that?!"
What was sort of impressive was her right hook. But she busted the skin on her hand, and her knuckles bled. But she clearly didn't care.
Niomi also didn't like showing emotion, especially when she was sad, so her grief was often represented in anger when it did seep through. Clearly. Too distracted to change or whatever, the girl put her hair up in a messy excuse of a bun in the matter of seconds and immediately grabbed her bag, slinging it over her shoulder. She slipped on her shoes and waited, more so impatiently than patiently, for her group.