[color=D6CC88][u][b]Norman's shop[/b][/u]

"I wannna ride with Ethan!" Amuné exclaimed, darting to his side and wrapping an arm around his waist.  She smiled up at the man.  He was kind, and he was like her.  She wasn't sure yet what to make of Nymira other than that the woman was strong -- and bossy!  "No, with Ethan!" she insisted, when Nymira wanted the girl to ride with her.  And Ethan had the clever idea of a cart.  That would make travelling much easier, if they had horses and a cart, and it would be simple enough to go unnoticed by most people.  A few travellers and a cart was a common site, though they were a rather ragtag, not to mention unusual band.

Wyth sniffed at the offered hand, before looking over his shoulder at his girl.  She didn't seem sure about the woman that still smelled faintly of blood, so he just looked back at Nymira and made a whuffing sound, before getting to his feet and going over to his girl and the man she liked.  He rubbed past the pair, exerting enough force to cause the unwary to lose their balance -- Wyth was a rather large cat, after all.  

"Wyth can ride in the cart, he's done that before when Daddy and I travelled with his tribe!" Amuné seemed pleased by this solution.  "Or...if he stays upwind of the horses, and it has those things on its eyes, maybe it won't get scared.  I'm sure we can make it work."[/color]