Shannon sniffs thru her tears, which she tries desperately to hide. "Thanks professor" she mutters as she creeps away behind a tree to dry her eyes.

After several minutes, she has finished crying, and realizes she doesn't hear anyone nearby, just a rustling noise, something like a breeze thru the trees. She thinks nothing of this, she is more scared that class has ended and she has been left behind in the forest. She snaps her head up from her knees and jumps quickly to her feet, intending on finding the rest of the class.

Instead, she finds herself face to face with another tree, completely covered by dozens and dozens of the same butterflies she had seen earlier. Apparently scared by Shannon's sudden movement, they all fly quickly from the tree, swarming around her. Shannon screams, making them fly even faster. She tears wildly around the tree to where the class was before, and she finds them all there, intently studying whatever animals or tracks they have found.

She turns around. All the butterflies have vanished. Except for one, planted neatly on her quill, which lay abandoned by the tree. Perhaps these butterflies really were trying to tell her something...Maybe I'll write to my parents when I get done with class, she thinks, gathering up her dropped class supplies.