Early mornings weren't usually Caro's thing, but today she had forced herself out of bed far, far earlier than usual. The winter morning frosts at Hogwarts were beautiful, and so unlike the snow that would be blanketing Caro's home this time of year, and she had promised herself she was going to get more creative with her photography this year. Caro liked taking pictures of people for the paper, but she wanted to push her skills more, so she would have a better chance of being able to make a living off them after school. Once she left New Zealand and never looked back, she would need every skill she could get to make a living wherever she found herself. So Caro slipped outside before the sun's light, the fog of her breath a surprisingly comforting reminder of home as she looked around, trying to figure out where to take pictures first. Frozen crystals clinging to leaves, maybe? The sun was beginning to show its face, and it wouldn't be long before it melted Caro's visual bounty, she needed to work fast. As she headed towards the forest though, Caro realised the frost was already disturbed by a set of footprints, leading onwards. What was someone doing going to the forest so early in the morning? Intrigued, Caro abandoned her original goal to pursue the footprints further. She was shocked to see someone she recognised, on the border of the forest, clearly intending to press onwards. What was Kira doing going into the forest so early? Caro paused to snap a picture of the girl from behind before approaching. If anything went wrong and the Monthly needed to cover Kira's tragic forest accident, Caro would have the proof. "What are you doing?" She called out, after making sure the picture was decent. "You know you're not supposed to go there, right?"