Kreyu nods. "A good thing to practice, that maneuver. I think I barely slowed down the first time you needed to get off of me quickly."

To be fair, she was more than a little FERAL at the time.

Once they've cleaned up after breakfast, Kreyu packs a small pack of supplies. She doesn't plan on them being gone too long, and only so much can be readily carried by her Eagle shape.

She starts pulling pins out of her hair, although by this point about half of it has already escaped its confinement.