Nierion's eyes change color depending on his location and what he's feeling for. Never revealing what his real eye color is as it will reveal what he can do. She released him and he spread his wings around over her face, his right eye being faintly that of Aquamarine, he doesn't release his mist, he's just shielding her face and head just so no one will see what's happening and it doesn't help that if his wings were to surround something, it'll be very private. Nierion had his fangs bared to the teacher and any other that dared get near her as within the wings she is crying, breaking down as she has flashbacks of her nightmares that was her childhood. As well as what had brought her to the world she is in now.

She had remained uncooperative for the rest of the period as it would be expected. Not Professor Milock, for certain. He's tried to get her to engage by any means, only to be met with the bared fangs of the hybrid. The pen continued to write notes that are meant to be taught instead of what the bullshit coming out of the male's mouth which is almost always never the subject in question.

Once class was over she was already gone before the man-child could say that she has to stay behind to talk to her. She was already out of wing by the time he ran out to try and catch her. He threw a tantrum. Screaming and cursing and stomping his feet like a child. Disrespectful? Yes. Do you think she cares if the oversized manchild and well known bully is throwing a temper tantrum over said disrespect? No. No she does not. By the time she has gotten to her next class, she's way out of his grasp. She internally smirks while holding the perfect poker face as she walks into her next class.

She has again refused to speak, be it through the hybrid or other means available to her through the staff (a notepad and pen that will keep a log of what is written). The next class had taken their lesson outside. Everyone had been instructed to change to clothing suited for outdoor activities. Which every other student groaned while Lilliana remained pokerfaced while Nierion perked up. Lilliana cracks her neck as she goes with her complaining classmates to a glowing folding changing screen, the screen on one side changing to that of The House that they hail from. For both boys and girls, they have changed from their uniforms to more appropriate clothing meant for the outdoors. Nierion jumped on top of the edging of the folding screen and the screen becoming that of The Eden House.

Once again she stands out from the rest of the students, they are outdoor gym clothing, she looks like she's ready to go deep into the mountains. They have running shoes while she's in reinforced hiking/hunting half-calf boots. The girls had their hair up in ponytails or something of the like while hers were braided, Lilliana's jewelry remained the same. She's wearing a jacket that is thick enough to keep her warm but also thin enough to tie around her waist. Her bag changed to something kin to a camel pack. A tactical backpack and a camel pack. Bottle filled and attached onto it. Hat on head and sunglasses over her eyes. Reflective gloves on her hands with runes and gems upon them. The other students of her class are completely shocked with what the girl is dressed in. Her earrings being studs. Opalescent stones of course. She's ready for a quest in the woods while the others are ready to go to gym class.

"Nice." Nierion says as he lands on her shoulders.

The other students just gawk at her.

The teacher, Mrs. Pop had teleported the class to the depths of the forest that is near the school, known as Extremeist Forest. The temperature and weather change rapidly and suddenly. During certain times of the year, the temperature can get so high that it might cook your brain or be confused to being in the desert instead of the forest...and when high as in oven to forge furnace high. And so low that you will get frostbite within the first two minutes and any or all bodily fluid will be frozen within seconds of exposure. The looks of the other students as they find out where they are is that of sheer horror while Lilliana is the only one that is remaining calm. Am I the only one that is prepared for outdoor shit. Lilliana thought, at least the screen put on another three coats of sunscreen and body lotion, the weight of the situation sets in for the other students, "I'm surprised that only Miss Shards is not in her uniform." Mrs. Pop comments as she is in a forest green dress, tan and gold sunhat with a leaf green ribbon and a floral ensemble on the side, dark green and light green stockings and combat boots, her chestnut brown hair done up in a bun. Lilliana looks at her with the looks that screams, 'bitch. Do I look stupid to you?' with Nierion glaring daggers at her. "I'm just saying." Mrs. Pop says waving off the girl's nasty stare. Her bright green eyes now surveying the students, "well let's go!" she cheers holding a green and brown parasol over her head. Smirking all the while.

The class has gotten to a meadow still at the mouth of the forest, the class can already feel the temperature changing. Lilliana remained calm while the other students are beginning to sweat, so it's gonna be a hot day, the girl thought as the hybrid on her shoulders and purrs, Nierion always did love the heat, she thought as she stands in place near the back while the others are putting up insect wards (repellent). No insect nor arachnid will come within thirty miles of her unless it is ladybugs, fireflies, butterflies or moths. The insects that aren't pests. Gnats are killed within seconds as if they were met with the strongest bug zapper that kills them on contact. "We're out here to do a small scavenger hunt!" Mrs. Pop chirps, "I'm going to assign you all a plant or living being for you to gather and bring back." Everyone but Lilliana groans as she cocks a brow. This oughta be good, Lilliana thought as Nierion purred across her shoulder; perfectly hiding her amusement and piqued interest, this is gonna be awful, the other students thought.
With the snap of her fingers, Mrs. Pop had brought multiple lists, the names of the students on the ribbon with the school insigna wax seal and distributed them all to the other students. "You have to bring back everything upon this list by the end of class." There're more than 50-90 things...a lot of them being far more difficult than what many would believe.

Let the competition begin.