{Third Person}
Outside, the two women stepped into the carriage together.
Elowen settled in first with Ginger still in her arms. But the moment her attention shifted slightly, Ginger made a move.
With a quick, effortless motion, she leapt out of Elowen's hold and landed beside Amara.
Elowen froze at that sudden escape. Her mouth was agape in shock. Then slowly turned.
"…Excuse me?"
Amara burst out laughing while Ginger simply curled closer to her, completely unapologetic.
Elowen placed a hand over her chest, feigning offense. "I carried you all this way…"
Ginger flicked her tail. That was her only response.
Amara shook her head, still smiling. "She must have woken up on the wrong side this morning."
Elowen laughed as well, leaning back into her seat. "Well, we will fix that," she said. "We will find her something nice today. Maybe toys, or a proper plate, or—"
She suddenly paused and glanced at Amara.
