[color=FFFF00]"Well, here we are I suppose..."[/color] Maple stepped off the train to the amazing sight of the school. Most were immediately walking through the large ornate doors into the city surrounding the academy, but Maple slipped out of the crowd to stand off to the side and catch her breath. As she did, she watched the crowd. 

There were some interesting folks there, but the most interesting to her was a girl about her age with a wing on her head and another on her shoulder. She was wearing a fancy little black dress, and looked like she was about to cry her heart out. As Maple approached her, she noticed her eyes were red-tinted, like her own, and found a reason to talk to the girl other than, 'Hey, don't cry sweetheart!'

[color=FFFF00]"Hey, i'm Maple. Yes like the tree. I'm also Canadian, if that means anything to you."[/color] Maple silently cursed her harsh tone as she spoke, trying again with a light kindness in her voice now. [color=FFFF00]"Sorry, I'm what you'd call [i]naturally blunt[/i]. Don't take what I say seriously."[/color] [i]A smile now, and reel her in.[/i] 

[color=FFFF00]"You hungry? Don't bother saying no, because I can see it all in your eyes."[/color] Maple kept a kind smile on her face as she waited for the girl to respond, holding her hand out to her. 

[@Luna]