Hanna still had a lot of exploring to do around this school. It was as if every twist and turn she made led to another place that she hadn't seen before. Every path looked the same but every direction led to a new place in the winding trails of the forest. She never knew the place had a stable, she didn't bother reading the brochure they sent to her "address." It was a bunch of propaganda type stuff anyways. The school looked about as nice as the pictures she glanced at were broadcasting. Her slightly too large and mostly torn up boots displaced the greenery as she followed a wide berth when she saw the large building. She furrowed her brow slightly before jamming her hands into the pockets of her old, faded, torn up jeans as she tilted her head slightly. She flicked her head slightly to move her snow white hair from her eyes as she continued her approach slowly.
That's when she noticed the boy. He seemed to be feeding a...horse? She kept walking up till she got within a good distance away from the boy, though close enough for him to hear her speaking. She let out a small sigh as she sized the boy up before her as she spoke up in a distinct yet only circumstantial accent, one you'd have to have heard before to know. "I didn't know this place had a..." her voice trailed off for a moment, she had never seen one of these places before! What was it called? She swore she heard it before, but she needed to say something quick. Well there were multiple horses... "A-uh- Horse House! I had no clue this school had one of those..." That didn't sound right at all. She refused to let her cheeks get too red though a tinge of red did rear it's head. What an introduction, dumhuvud.