Erika grabbed the cup of dark roast with frenzied eyes and chugged the scalding liquid, handing the empty silver container back to Cassidy with a grateful nod. She groaned as she learned they'd have to take care of food themselves. Now she'd have to go melt down a few batteries or eat some matches or something. She suppose it made sense with having to take care of food themselves, but in a big school like this? Surely, there were some similar creatures that could be catered to as a group.<br/><br/>Class was not what Erika had expected. First of all, the circle. Second of all, the tree. He helpfully told them to "just ask" about nature magic. And then he dismissed them. Just like that. She probably wouldn't have asked him anything, though. She scuffed her boots against the floor and slumped in her chair as professor Birchwood spoke, utterly uninterested.<br/><br/>Returning to their  common room with the others, she immediately went to one of the bookshelves and pulled out out a book titled "Bamboo and Bellflowers" and slumped on the floor against a chair to read.<span style="color: #000000">"Not much either. I'm pretty good at twisting branches, but otherwise nothing,"</span>she told the elf as she turned a page. 'Pretty good' might have been overdoing it. Nature magic just wasn't her forte, and the branches always ended up looking very unnatural and withered at the ends. But not like she was going to expose herself like that.