It started with an 'f', she knew that much. It was the rest of the incantation that she couldn't seem to remember. Her eyes flicked to the professor when he spoke. Ah ha! That was it. Focalia. Repeating the word mentally, she continued to practiced the 'x' wand movement in the air.

"Focalia." She repeated the wand movements and watched as.....hum. Twigs. Arya tugged on her beanie with her free hand, a small frown crossing her lips. Twigs was not what she wanted. Ya can't roast marshmallows on a twig fire, and you certainly couldn't keep warm with them.

Instead of vanishing the two twigs. She kept them. Build a HUGE pile of twigs.....or practice making the twigs, logs. But just in case she was stickin with the twig mountain.