[color=D6CC88]Amuné tagged along after Ethan, still keeping a hand on her cat's back for reassurance.  The sight of the market made her eyes grow huge.  So many things to buy!  Her attention zeroed in on the edibles displayed, and she took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a moment to better enjoy the smell.  And she would be able to eat something.  The Ydran man lead her to a stall serving fish, and the girl wasn't the only eager party.  Wyth's tailtip curled in anticipation of the flaky meat he was eyeing in a calculating manner, as if figuring out the best way to liberate a morsel or two.  The line seemed to take forever, and when Ethan finally made his purchase and extended the fish the girl grabbed them hastily, pulling one free of its stick to hold out to the moorcat as she took a greedy bite of the other.  "Mmm..."  It was simple fare, but to a starving child it was a taste of heaven.  Wyth took his fish daintily, careful not to get Amuné's hand with his teeth, and gave a catty sort of smile, whiskers forward.

His ears swiveled as there was a commotion behind them, and the feline turned his head, before suddenly lunging forward and shoving his girl aside, causing her to drop her meal.  "My fish!" she cried, and started to snatch it up again, only to have some strange boy hit Ethan, resulting in both of them landing atop it.  Cat and girl looked down at the fallen pair, and tears welled up in Amuné's eyes.  Having nothing to eat, and then being given something only to have it taken away was just too much.  "Hey!" she cried, emotion getting the best of shyness as she beat her little fists against the newcomer, more in anger than in an actual attempt to harm, and tried to pull him aside.  "Get up, get off!  That's my fish!"[/color]