Khadila came trotting in on her two clogs, making tidy little rectangles in the slog until they became blurred by the collected sludge of the muddy road.

She slept contentedly, to say the least, with a human pillow.  Perhaps wenches had their use.

Upon spotting the twins, she cast a bit of telekinesis and floated her way as though she were a swallow : fast and low-bearing, but silent all the same.