Yuffie scampered back in the direction of the grown-ups, snapping to a halt when she reached Kurama. She bounced on her heels. "Terror birds? I'm thinking chocobo-ish thingies, yes? Tall, feathery, things you ride?" She paused for a beat, "What's a horse? And as long as Squallie keeps his hands to himself and doesn't try to feed me any of his sludge, I guess I won't chop his toes off..."
She smiled up at Kurama, brightly, "That'd be awesome!"