After a while Aylin decided that her pet had been given enough cuddles, and went to talk to the Cyclops instead. She learned his name was E., which was perhaps the fifth oddest name she had ever encountered.
Unfortunately for E., Aylin did not discover much more from him, as for the rest of the journey she barely paused for breath as a torrent of drivel spilled from her mouth.
She fell off the wagon once, bouncing on the ground before running to catch up, already fully healed by the time she plonked down next to E.
When they stopped, Aylin hopped happily down again and started to help. Unfortunately for the others Aylin's idea of helping was to shout confusing orders and slap the mule's on the rump, sending them into a panic. Despite Aylin's 'helping' they did manage to sort everything out, and soon she was happily munching on a strip of jerky and drinking more than her share of the wine.
Aylin huddled up next to Zan, slipping under her robe to spoon with her. Zan was the big spoon. Unfortunately it didn't take long before Aylin was up again, having carefully slipped out from the wagon. "Gotta pee gotta pee gotta pee," she mumbled to herself softly, hoping form one foot to another.
Darting away from the carriage, she froze, noticing something strange. A pretty blue light coming from the wagon. Like a moth to a flame Aylin wandered towards it, wide eyes filling up with it and mouth hanging open. The need to pee was forgotten, pushed under the weight of the pretty.
Silent as an owl, Aylin snuck up into the wagon, creeping up behind Diamond and planted herself behind her. Peering over the woman's shoulder, she gazed at the circle, watching the goings on without making a sound.