Standing close to her older cousin, ”I tried my best to sleep. I don’t want to be late for class. They ruined pumpkin juice for me.” Whoever those pranksters were...she wished karma would get them back in time. Last night fiasco wasn’t very niceeee. Thanks to them, she had stayed away from pumpkin juice this morning... atleast from the time being. Isla would hate to lose a friend because of some boy she didn’t even like. She didn’t even know if she like boys yet!

Returning back to the professor’s question, she listened to the others answers with great interest. She wondered what Hinkypunks were? The name sounded so cool in her ears. Isla raised her hand. ”You might be stuck for hours? Oh and you still have to watch out for potential wild predators like wolves or coyotes. They like to forage near the bogs for an easy meal.” Of course she was familiar with the topic. She has been living in Scotland all her life, there will always be rough terrains, wet mossy grounds and man-eating bogs around. She had learn to stay clear of them at a very young age.