She nods.

"What was the Winter prince chasing?" Grimalkin could tell from the description it was Ash. He wondered why he would throw a human into his tree

"My friend. He turned into a horse."

"Your friend?" Grimalkin mused. "He was a horse...how terribly uninteresting." Unlike just barely, he had no idea who she wa talking about. "How are you not eaten yet? How have the kelpies and goblins and all those nasty creatures not gotten to you yet?"

She simply shrugs.

"So, who is this 'friend' of yours?"

"His name's Robbie, but I think he also said he goes by 'Puck.'"

Grimalkin stopped midlick but then resumed, not saying anything else

She yawns softly.

Her horse yelps, kicking back and hitting a dog's nose. The horse whinnies in triumph as it catches up to Robbie.