Oleander noticed another figure start towards the room as well, and paused to observe the (cute) boy and the canine accompanying him. He chewed his bottom lip again, realizing that this was probably another one of the seven. Silently, he resumed walking towards the room.

He studies all the other kids his age, he walks up to them, running a hand through his white hair. He sighs, sitting on the ground and petting the wolf. He begins thinking of a name, not really paying attention to the conversation. "Brownie? No... Kiba! Yup, Kiba." He nods, ruffling the wolf's fur.

Anxiously, Oleander looked around the room at all the people. Some seemed calm, others agitated. When the boy and wolf settled on the floor, he decided to settle nearby, watching them interact. Sighing, he looked around, wishing that he could sense Magnolia nearby.

Even though she didn't tolerate being too close to him, at least she was familiar. For now though, he watched the wolf, put a little more at ease by it.

He looks at the boy near him, he nods going back to focusing on the wolf.

Slightly startled, Oleander stared at the boy with wide eyes. But, deciding to take it as a somewhat friendly gesture, he moved slightly closer to the wolf and held his hand out for the animal to sniff.

"Pretty," he cooed at the wolf quietly.

Kiba slowly sniffed his hand, licking it before going back to nipping at Caspian's hand as he gently batted Kiba's muzzle playfully.

Oleander smiled softly at the wolf. "What's it's name?"

"Kiba, it means Fang." He states, his voice silky and soft, his eyes always on the wolf.

"Noble, for a noble creature," Oleander hummed softly. He looked up at the boy, wondering momentarily how he hadn't noticed the white hair before. Oh well. Distracted by the wolf. Priorities. "I'm Oleander."

"Hi, I'm Caspian." He states, holding out his hand for him to shake.