To answer Django's question, Farrow pointed off in the direction that Matt came from. "The garden is over there I believe... You looking for something there, sir?"

So many people were approaching him so quickly, although he should've expected this many people in such a short time. An attractive woman with fox ears and a tail, a muscular looking man with a strange hair style and heterochromatic eyes, and a normal looking boy; it must be odd for him, being the must normal looking in the group, but looks can be decieving and the boy could be hiding something for all he knows. All and all, the school was just what the deertaur expected it to be; a potpourri of supernatural entities.

Farrow turned to the Fox Woman, "You're not interrupting anything, don't worry, ma'am." Farrow spoke in a humble, yet polite tone; after all, if he's going to be here, being polite is a must. "Nice to meet you, Sasha, I'm Farrow."

Farrow, looking back to Matt, he grins, happy for his assistance "Well, a map would be nice. It's easy to get lost here after all. I'm use to getting around forests, not large buildings"