Bouncer noticed the pricklemane first, and took off with a bark of joy. New spirits always meant new friends. Roxas turned and sighed, walking towards the spirits.

"It's fine. They're all kind of like that," he replied, glad that the rabbit on his shoulder had not run off as well. She liked to go exploring in the moments he was distracted.

"You're new here, right? I don't think I've seen you here before."