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[color=FF82A9][b]Time of Day: Morning[/b][/color]
[color=FF82A9][b]Location: Dormitory Halls to Dormitory Kitchen[/b][/color]
[color=FF82A9][b]Interacting with: Willow Creed ([@Shard])[/b][/color][/center]
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Thalia was, to sum it up politely, [i]hopelessly lost.[/i] Big, bustling cities were an entirely foreign concept to her, and the amount of people around frightened her a bit. Her old village was...quite different from Alsijan, to say the least. [color=FF82A9][i]I'll get used to it eventually,[/i][/color] she mused as she wandered through the halls of her dormitory. Beside her, a faint whimper came from Lyka, the wolf seemingly in tune with Thalia's emotions. [color=FF82A9]"It's okay Lyka, we'll find our way around after a while,"[/color] she said, stroking her companion's head. The pair took a turn around a corner, only to find themselves back where they'd started: the entrance to their room. The man who showed them there was a bit put-off by Lyka, but Thalia had more or less insisted. Letting out a frustrated sigh, Thalia continued to walk down the hallway, tapping her fingers on the book she was given. After a few seconds though, a pleasant smell wafted from [i]somewhere,[/i] prompting the two to pause. Thalia figured there had to be a kitchen in the dorm somewhere, maybe someone was cooking? She and Lyka didn't have breakfast, after all.

Following the smell did indeed lead the pair to the kitchen, though the sound of someone's voice inside was a surprise. She could only smell one person, so why were they talking? Peering inside the kitchen, Thalia realized she'd found another Enuri, which was a relief. However, this particular member of her race was having a conversation with...nobody. He was much shorter than she was, though Thalia knew she was much taller than the average Enuri anyway. He was mumbling about making friends, which was something Thalia hadn't even thought to do. Having had quite enough of eavesdropping, Thalia knocked softly on the wall next to her, hoping to alert him of her presence. Maybe he'd let her have a taste of whatever he was cooking? Thalia always wished she knew how to cook, but her mother wasn't exactly around to show her how.

[b][color=FF82A9]"Um...hi,"[/color][/b] she spoke, unsure of what exactly she should say. [b][color=FF82A9]"That smells good."[/color][/b]