River's imagination ran wild as the Headmistress named the three felines, her interest particularly catching on the Gold Lion. She fantasized running through an expansive forest, light dappling the forest in shades of lush green and soothing yellow. By her side was a brilliantly golden maned lion, loping with ease over thick tree roots as large as her body, wind pulled at her hair underneath the sky blue bandana keeping it in place.

She shook her head lightly, chasing away her imagination so she could pay attention to the Headmistress. Her stomach rumbled ominously for the second time, and she wondered if anyone else was feeling peckish. She tried to ignore it. Something occured to her as she stared at Lady Violetta. "Um, ma'am? Are you and Lady Alvina the only teachers here? What's the difference between the students in the Basic Academy and the Draconic Academy? Are our Magic Cores different?"