[center][sub](Interacting with: [@Baklava], [@Zero Hex], [@Lord of Evil], [@Scio])[/sub][/center]

Rosaleen was glancing between the two before gently hopping after Rhian, who was urging her to continue leading the way. She was happy to assist, but the apparent swarm of [i]PINK[/i] owls sort of distracted her. Of course the biggest distraction was the out of ordinary appearance of such a large group, but it was also partially due to the fact that pink was her favorite color. While she wanted to marvel at the pure awesomeness of the sight, it worried her just enough to give pause and clench her fist. Her eyes glanced again to the others and the new comer to the situation.

She suddenly felt a mixture of nervousness and caution. She wasn't sure if the pink owls meant a certain danger or distraction but at the same time, she was somewhat afraid of releasing any magical energy. She had been judged so many times before in her life - even by other magi. It was unstable and hard to control, even if she had learned to keep it from randomly exploding now. It was enough to make anyone scared and she didn't want to alienate people from her. Regardless, she opened her hand and summoned just a tad bit of energy, the tiny ball swirling like a hurricane in her hand. It wasn't enough to make her hand shake - yet, but it gave her enough of a head start to shoot one off at a moment's notice if need be. [b][color=db2bc4]".. maybe.. someone is helping lead us to the school? Or this is a test?.."[/color][/b] She hadn't a clue. She was only guessing.