SPOILER!!: GoldenSnake
That was definitely a good moment to fall.
She was okay, though, hopefully. Her arm just felt a little bruised after the plunge, and so did her knees, but she certainly did not need anyone to CARRY her around. Natalia felt ABSOLUTELY able to support herself through the rest of her journey. "Nope, I got it." The fourth year insisted assuredly as she attempted to support her knees... ehh.. NOPE. Okay knees, listen up and be strong... ahh... OKAY SERIOUSLY.
"I'm just going to crawl a little bit, okay?" Natalia spoke with a slight chuckle and a sheepish smile. It appeared that she didn't have to crawl a very long way (two steps by foot) until she came across... water! A pond!
OH MERLIN was she THIRSTY!
"Zander! Amanda! Come here, there's water here!" As Natalia began to dip her dirt-stained hands into the water, dark movements emerged from beneath the surface, taking her by bewilderment. "What are those things moving?" They appeared to move in water like fish do, but they were definitely a lot bigger in size than normal fish. Natalia began to notice their glistening, yellow eyes... then...
"AaaaaaahHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Just when the piranha jumped out of the water, it froze in mid air. HUH. STRANGE. Ten minute break, huh? GOOD. Natalia starred curiously at the fierce-looking piranha. "We should probably think of a way to get rid of these things while we can... ten minutes, the professor said." They might as well use this time for useful pondering.
EEEEEEEK!
What was wrong with these crazy wizards? If her mother knew what they thought education should be she'd be at the school down the street from her house with all the other kids on her street.
First bugs and then vicious man eating fish? She was 11 how was she not supposed to be forever traumatized? If she even survived this.... She questioned just leaving the class.. but she was on a team and she wasn't sure that they knew what was going on either. What if she left like a wimp and they died?
"Umm piranhas like meat right? So anyone got food in their bag?" She looked pointedly at Zander. He looked like a snacker. He probably had something in his bag that could be tossed at the fish. She was running low on ideas.