Rylee had given up with rocking back and forth on her heels to bounce on the balls of her feet. It was much more relaxing to her and helped her focus on ALL that Captain Zoryn was saying. Which wasn't to much but enough that she didn't want to miss anything. If she messed up something it could cost her a chance on the team and that she didn't want.

All her attention was on Zoryn as instructions were given out.

Laps. Four of them. Slow. Fast. Fast. Slow.

Warm up. Give it her all. Than cool down. Just like dancing. Only... not. She got this. Flying was easy. After laps she was to fly through the air obstacle course and catch a snitch. Hopefully. She would!

"Up," Rylee commanded firmly holding her hand out over the broom she was using which was currently resting on the grass beside her feet. The broom rose to meet her hand which she wrapped around the smooth wood. It wasn't HER broom but it would have to do. Mounting the broom she kicked off and hovered for the briefest second to get a good feel for this broom and position her hands just so. Once she felt like she was ready she leaned forward ever so slightly flying upwards to join the others for laps, though keeping herself at a different level.

Lap one. Relaxed and calm. A lap to get the best feel of this broom. So far so good.