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

Looking between Gale and Rhian, she pursed her lips, letting out a light sigh. [b][color=db2bc4]"It's Rosaleen.. or Rose.."[/color][/b] Despite her mild annoyance at her name being forgotten, she also recognized how annoying this must've been for Rhian, not to mention she was the type of personality that was more inclined to follow orders than give them. So as she waved her hand in the direction of the school, she silently agreed to lead Rhian further along - and anyone else really.

She glanced back to the pink owls who had been gliding in circles for a couple minutes now. They didn't seem harmful anymore, if a bit odd and out of place. However Rose figured that she might as well assume that this sort of thing was to become more regular as they were welcomed into the school. In truth, she wasn't sure what to expect besides other students trying to learn and control their own powers. A thought then crossed her mind, [i]'are there others like me?'[/i] It wasn't so much of, are there other magic users, but others that had a hard time making their own magics 'safe.' Or other energy users mayhaps. It was a nice curiosity to indulge in as she hiked up the mountain.