Toto warbled a tally-ho, swinging from Petit's hair for a moment before scrabbling down her back and side, landing on the ground with a soft thump before scattering off to go chase the not-fireflies.
Petit smiled, shaking her head, "So, that's that." Noticing the dinky-Shadow, mostly because of the curious-chirp, she actually laughed, "I thought so." She stooped for a moment to pick it up, letting it curl against her fingers, "Hold out your hand." She said, "I believe this is yours."