Walking around (well, more like hobbling) with a large ball python wrapped around your left leg that is currently diving toward your ankle truly isn't something that's easy. And it's definitely not how Wynonna imagined her introduction to her new school.
"Blanche," she spat out, trying her best at whisper-shouting but honestly, with how loud the Diner was, it probably didn't even matter. "Please, can you at least hang out on my shoulders? This is really uncomfortable and you're squeezing my leg."
Wyn bent down and slowly began untangling her very nervous snake who should be in her enclosure right now but decided that nooo, that wasn't going to be happening. As soon as a few inches were loosened, the pretty blue-eyed snake immediately twisted herself around her very-tired mom's arm, and the blonde sighed. "I guess that's fine."
Her dreamcatcher had turned a lush green, and so she followed the path to the matching bonfire, feeling a little giddy but trying to keep herself prim and proper. She reminded herself to keep her back straight and her chin up, and to double-check her manners. Just like her mother had told her to do.
So, Blanche now strangling her right arm, Wynonna traveled over to grab some food. She gathered up a plate and a pretty green fabric napkin, a glass of sweet tea and a large piece of cornbread to snack on before returning to the fire.
She couldn't help but try to decipher who would be the best potential friends in the group of Lyras, and frowned a bit. It would be rude of her to insert herself in a conversation, so that was out of the question. And she really shouldn't skulk around not even on her first day--she could investigate people later. So, she took a seat next to another student, feeling a bit uncomfortable, but cleared her throat. "Pleasure to meet you. I'm Wynonna Wakefield," she said politely, and held out a hand to shake. "And this is Blanche."