Emmalyn joyfully skipped towards the CoMC class location. It was a beautifully cool fall night and she was thankful to have grabbed her scarf since she had the tendency to get chilled rather quickly. Upon arrival, she noticed the hay bales sat neatly in a simi circular pattern. Wanting to sit as close to the cave as possible, she picked the hay bale that was nearest. Caves were fascinating to her. She had always been a roamer, and she figured she could spend hours getting lost inside of that cave.

"Good evening, Professor Wayland!" she spoke the little way across the clearing, just loud enough for him to hear. She gave a little goofy wave and blushed. Making herself comfortable, Emmalyn worked a nice little rump shaped depression into her hay bale. "That's better."

Noticing the older Prefect she met earlier in the year sitting down at the other end, Emmalyn gave a wave to her as well "Hey, Jessa! Lovely evening, isn't it?" She wasn't sure if the girl remembered her or not. They did have other classes together, but Jessa was much older and didn't run with her crowd.