Aniella hurriedly scuttled down the smooth slope to a frazzled stop before she ran into the mass crowd. She'd just barely missed a play (again!), and was now finding it hard to escape the dispersing audience. Even if her duties were technically 'finished' for the day, she was always on edge. What if the Nobles needed her? Or her King? Or even the Queen? The Attendant's fur stood on end as she bit her lip, her mane falling over her eyes in a shy manner. She just had to get out!

Her warm eyes darted back and forth before she took a chance, and shot out into the crowd.

Immediately she was knocked to the side into a bush.