A rush of students came suddenly, as they scrambled to get into carriages. Willow found herself grabbing onto Acacia's arm so that she wouldn't get separated, hoping the girl wouldn't mind. After the crowd cleared a little, she found herself below a girl with a shock of red hair. Willow always wished she had red hair, it'd be better than her boring brown strands... She looked away quickly, hoping she wasn't offending by staring... Tentatively, Willow peeked at the corner of her eye at the dark creatures attached to the carriage. She felt a strange attachment to them, seeing as they were considered outcasts as well with the whole "omens of death" thing, which wasn't really fair. Holding back the urge to reach out and pet the creature, Willow quickly turns to Acacia, "W-will this be fine here? That girl looks friendly..."