One quick kiss goodbye later, he was really ready to start his day. Cheri was supposed to be here, and he was sure he'd find her eventually, but the boy wasn't in much of a hurry. Not when there were strangers here, faces and stories he didn't know. Not yet, anyway.
The energy that had carried him so quickly from his mother's side faded as he realized the downside to not knowing anyone. Squealing voices carried on the air, other children in their pairs and trios already knowing what games to play and who was It. It was overwhelming. It didn't help that it was kind of hard to tell the difference between the voices happening now and the ones from Before.
Ghosts of games past lingered in the land. Ripples of excitement saturated the place, along with subtle hints of loneliness and jealousy. Some were older than others, and most were so layered he couldn't tell them apart. It was hurting his head to try. Or maybe that was his horns pushing against his skull. That was hard to tell too.
Eyes screwed up in concentration, he took a moment to work on his breathing. "Meditation", dad called it, or "finding your center", like mom said. Either way, he needed a few breaths to settle his spinning mind, and alleviate the chaos that young people feel. He didn't want to stand here and sort it out all day. That wouldn't be an adventure. That would be homework.
Head swimming slightly, the caprine colt switched his focus to the other children, looking for someonethat didn't seem too overwhelming to talk to. When a likely looking figure appeared, he made his way over with a cheesy grin on his face. "Hiya!" He chirped, tail waggling eagerly behind him. "I'm Reynard, who're you?" Greeting, introduction, expectation. Yup, that should do it. He didn't think he'd forgotten anything important about meeting someone new.