Lamb half-crawled and half-climbed until she was sitting half inside the carriage and half out, straddling the side as she watched him.
"Why can't you stay as the doggo?" Lamb asked, the ins-and-outs of being a shifter a mystery to her. She had probably had this conversation with another in the past and had already forgotten it. "I lived inside a dog in Belgium. It was nice. Not very roomy though."