Louisa was eying the bin very curiously, she'd noticed that there were no visible breathing holes but figured professor Newlin could possibly have charmed the bin to be breath-able somehow. Apparently not. So it was not a living thing nor grass. It should be something that relate to creatures though, this was kind of the point of this class.

Some suggestions from her fellow students were as usual silly, horrible or really good. Louisa felt the pang in her chest once again, in a few weeks she won't be enjoying the company of this crazy gang again. Unless they do reunion parties, in which case she wasn't sure she wanted to see the firsties (e.g. Alexa) with kids of their own. That'd just make her look older.

Where was she again? Oh right! Class! Care! Creatures! Bin!

"I think it's food too, professor." She'd raised her hand. "Not the regular kind I'd say but the one that we could feed to creatures." Pause. "Dead ferrets maybe?"