...

Alright! That did it!

They were meant to be digging their hands in pure animal poop?! Well, apparently not pure poop--there was a bezoar in some buckets, and their egg was hidden away in another. Sierra was of good mind to just leave that bezoar and egg hidden away forever. Nothing was worth sticking her hands in a disgusting collection of prairie pile!

She may have even turned around and walked off had it not been for the fact that they were going to be awarded house points for this. That was the only--repeat only--reason she'd decided to stay. Well, that plus the fact she'd probably receive a detention for leaving class early and without permission.

So with a small sigh, she collected a pair of gloves, slid them up as far as she could, and then submerged her hand into her first bucket. At least the stuff was odorless. Still, though, the very thought of it alone was enough to make Sierra want to gag. She moved her hand around and around, trying not to think about what she was digging in. She tried to be careful, too, so that she wouldn't break her egg.

If this was even the bucket her egg was in.

Finally feeling something that just might be an item she was looking for, Sierra withdrew her hand. She watched as the thick, dark material oozed through her fingers and back into the bucket.

Ugh... It'd just been a rather lumpy piece of poop.