Adjusting her branch and leaf on her desk so she was able to squeeze her notebook onto the area as well, she managed to somehow make her branch drop to the floor and leaf fall to her lap with her notebook dead center. Well, she supposed that worked out perfectly as well.

Leaning back in her chair, becoming quite comfortable (for a wooden chair that is), the Slytherin crossed her arms and...smirked. Teeheee. Wait, question. Stranded in the woods? No hope of rescue until morning?

..."A wand." Duh, it was obvious. Otherwise, you were pretty much done for. Depending on what woods you are stranded in actually.