Bundled up for the cold weather, Ethan stepped into the barn for class, grateful that it was much warmer than he expected. He was not a fan of winter and was counting the days before it would be spring again. Loosening up his scarf, he ventured further in, eyes scanning the immediate vicinity. No sign of Newlin yet.. but a handful of students were already assembled.

Friendly nods for each as he walked past, his eyes landed on Minerva and flashed her a smile as he made his way towards her. "Hi, Min," he said as he took a seat on the bench next to her. Oh, parchment? Yeah, that was probably a good idea and he had some too. The boy reached down in his bag and pulled out a few pieces, waiting for class to begin and wondering what kind of creatures they'd be working with today.