Flying lesson one

Bonny hadn't thought the first lesson would be that hard for flying, after all it's a flying obstacle course, how hard could it be for the first lesson. At least that's what she thought at first, before she actually saw what she had to do and how fast she would be required to go, which left her staring in shock at the teacher for a few minutes. She wanted to throw out some snarky comment about if he was even old enough to be teaching or if he got lost on the way to the preschool but bit her tongue to keep those remarks inside instead. If this guy was the teacher she didn't need him reporting her to the headmaster for her smart assness again. Instead she grumbled and crossed her arms before it was her turn to traverse the course.

When she took on flying she thought it would be a rather easy class for her, someone who could float and never tier because of it, but the issue with her floating was that she couldn't get her speed up without ending in her somersaulting through the air and into a wall. Which had happened quite a few times as she tried to make it through the course. If she didn't fly into the wall she smacked into an obstacle, and by the time she had finished she didn't even get above 15 miles per hour and was covered in bruises and even a few cuts. The lamb glared daggers at everyone in the room, her hair a worse nest of curls as she wiped off her cheeks
"Anyone says a word I'm ripping their wings off" she snorted, already feeling her cheeks flush darkly at her failure to complete the course in the set speed the teacher had given. It seems she would need some practice on floating faster than a leisurely stroll