Blue gaze blinked once, and then twice as if Columba was signaling
to see if it was all clear. The last thing the fluffy cream point wanted was someone
to come out of nowhere and yell because they didn't know her. That was fine.
She didn't know them either. Finally a white ball of fur bounced out suddenly of
her mother's room with a creamy tail floating behind her.
Gaze lingering to every direction there was in the hallway,
the lastborn child of Prim and Omen was stumbled.
Which direction did she go to? "Right...other way...."