Cold and drizzly was not Avalon's weather of choice for a flying lesson. Though she had played enough rainy day Quidditch that she knew to wear proper attire. Nimubs 4000 in hand and hair tied back in two braids, she tromped down to the training grounds, mud splattering on her shoes all the way. She was a bit preoccupied with the suspended net that she nearly got clunked with the ball.

Heads up, indeed.

Her hand flew up to protect her face instinctively, grabbing the ball out of the air just in the nick of time—but not without a flinch. "Whoa, trying to break our nose, Professor?" she replied with a laugh, tossing the ball back to Kazmi. As she wiped a few raindrops off her cheek, the Ravenclaw headed over to stand by Dahlia, giving her housemate a wave in greeting.