Saphira pulled at the light-blue fabric, the feeling of the long sleeves covering her arms a strange one. She held it close to her eyes to look at, lowered it to her nose to smell, and even slid the cuff it into her mouth to taste. She spat it back out quickly, shivers running up and down her spine. She went back to just eyeing it curiously for a while longer. After a few minutes, her gaze shifted down to the skirt. It was a darker shade of blue, extending down to the warm boots covering her feet. Her toes were still wiggling inside those, adapting to their new (albeit warm) imprisonment.

Diane sighed as she watched the girl. Since meeting the elf two days ago, Diane had sighed more times than could be counted. The older woman turned back to the cashier, paying for the clothes and a few more outfits. When she'd found Saphira in the forest south of Preicana, the elven girl had been wearing tattered rags. Diane had covered her with a cloak, but a girl needed clothes. Thus the reason they had stopped at this shop before continuing to the College.

Saphira began to move around the store, staring at the colors and rubbing the soft fabrics. Diane couldn't tell if Saphira was acting out of wonder or a simple curiosity about her surroundings. She'd like to think it was the former, but the wood elf's features gave away nothing. Gathering up the bags, Diane called for Saphira and they departed.

It was only a short walk to the College. Even while holding the bags (Diane couldn't allow herself to appear as a porter in public) Saphira's gaze roamed everywhere. Anywhere she looked she saw tall buildings, strange objects, and many, many people. Her eyes and ears soaked it all in, or as much as she could in the tumult of activity. When finally she stood before the doors of the College itself, Saphira was taking deeper breaths. She'd found so much new information, she needed more oxygen in her brain to begin sorting through it all.

Diane ushered her in and toward a group of people gathered at some seats. "Go introduce yourself," the older magess suggested. Saphira replied with a serious nod, padding over to join the others as Diane went to the desk. The elf came to a stop in front of a most curious person. Or animal. She couldn't tell which it was supposed to be, and that's what was curious. It was a boy person, but had fox ears. The boy fox person also held a small fox kit that Saphira watched closely. She spent a few seconds there silently before remembering Diane's order.

"Saphira," the wood elf declared for all to hear. Her eyes watched the fox person and kit expectantly.