The black haired girl had woken up early that morning, largely so she could receive the inevitable last minute well wishes and advice from the entire family and still somehow make it to the tower on time. As soon as she entered the children's living space, her two older step siblings made various jokes to tease her, resisting the urge to tear up as their newfound sister was leaving. When youngest one simply latched onto Vilivyn's leg and refused to let go, many tears were had and eventually the young girl was coaxed into letting go when a servant arrived, requesting Vilivyn's presence in the greenhouse.
The seventeen year old headed into the conservatory to meet with her step mother, Kythela, and while the pair picked herbs Vilivyn's ears were overloaded with various information involving the very basics of magic only to be followed by a hug and well wishes.
Her father simply told her as they were sitting down for a family breakfast to not act on his behalf in the case that Vilivyn met her mother. The rest of their private conversation was shared through various looks towards each other that they had developed living together for seventeen years, and the girl was given a series of last second goodbyes as she entered the coach gate and into the carriage that would send her to the tower.
@Rune_Alchemist@Duoya@cloudystar Despite waking up early, the girl still managed to arrive late to the portal. After exiting the carriage as close to the back of the line as possible and waving goodbye to the driver, the demoness looked at the scene presented before her while bouncing up and down just slightly with excitement: about twenty feet away there was an elven girl sitting on the ground with a little dirt on her forehead and a smile on her face, a religious looking man standing in front of her, and finally an embarrassed looking teenager seeming to be stammering off an apology.
Shuffling to the back of the line, Vilivyn and Siren noticed the two smaller companions that were present with them as well. Being a demoness meant she usually suffered the disdain of religious folk, but the bird probably knew how to fly really well! Maybe it had some advice!
Sprinting up to the birdy and largely ignoring the elf and the man who the bird could be contracted to, Vilivyn stared straight at the dove with two wide eyes after bounding towards it with a leap and a flap of her wings.
"Chirpieee Birdieee! I'm Vilivyn andIwaswonderingif you had any advice for me about flying around. Because you know, Idon'twannacrashintostuff with these wings! New to this, y'know?" Even with her familiar enhancing her flight speed and wing size, she wasn't really used to it. Perhaps the spirit had a bit of advice for her?
Siren in the meantime had spotted the butterfly-girl squee-ing and realized that she had found her new favorite toy. The bat landed next to the thing, tilting it's head and seeming to contemplate if the little person was edible or not.
