Drago snorted as he watched Clara's grass wilt. Her index finger was absently spinning in the air, magic unchecked, as she watched the students around her either struggle or flourish. Have an air affinity meant that her skill with earth wasn't the greatest but it wasn't the worst. Drago was most likely an air mage also, but without the confirmation of a dragon egg, it was still up in the air.

Drago poked his twin in the side and she jerked abruptly. Her dark blue eyes snapped down and her mouth twisted into a rueful smile. Her dying grass perked back up at another gesture. She was never very fond of the earth anyways. Not like Drago was. Though soaring through the sky on the back of a dragon did have it's own appeal.

[quote=The Professor]Alright, it'd be best if you could make some vines go around your desk as well if you can do the flowers[/quote]
He returned his attention to his own desk. It was covered with a variety of flowers and grass. A frown flickered across Drago's face. He jumped as his sister's long finger jabbed him in the side. He hiked up an eyebrow and communicated silently.

[i][color=f49ac2]What?[/color][/i]

[i][color=92278f]I forgot how to make vines.[/color][/i] The wiggle of Clara's eyebrows was enough to make Drago snort.

[i][color=f49ac2]Me too.[/color][/i] He offered up a crocked smile as a consolation prize. Neither of them were the best students.