"Sure Mr. Townsend," said Heshasa smiling and returning to her cup. Concentrating as hard as she could to empty her mind she hoped to make atleast one new image. Looking back to her cup she saw that it hadn't changed much but none the less it had changed. What she saw looked alot like a bird. Since it looked about read to attack somehting she guess it was somehting like a hawk. Looking up to find the professor she said, "Professor what does a hawk mean?"