Neverwinter Forest life is strange

The first rule of outriding: don't tell anyone about outriding. Wait, no, that didn't make sense. The first rule was probably something like definitely tell someone when you go out, but that thought hadn't crossed June's mind; her brain was like a sieve, dripping away precious information which slipped through the cracks. She wanted to be an outrider and impress her daddy - maybe find a cool place to show Mason - and that was what held her attention the longest. This thought that she could find some place of great interest to both of them and bring that information back. Except that she wasn't so mindful; she didn't know where she had wandered, couldn't remember her old paths too well, and the clouds above made everything gray and dreary, changing the color pallet of her surroundings so that she thought it was a whole new world entirely.

So when June spotted the dark blotch that was a crow, she squealed with delight. It was familiar (only so far as a crow could be familiar; they were common animals), and she distinctly remembered there being crows closer to her mountain home. But again, that wasn't helpful - they were common, too common to be of note in this place. But the pale girl still squealed with delight and bounded over, happy to chase the crow and try to make it fly away; it was a sudden game of great importance. Whether the crow left or not, June noticed something else as soon as she was close enough - a boy.

June dropped the game from her mind in that instant, and seemed to stare for a second, gathering her scattered thoughts.
"Who? Where who from?" Her strange way of asking who are you, how did you get here might serve to only confuse the poor thing.