Obviously what they need is an animas sitter. Shura didn’t feel comfortable leaving Shishi on his own, but he was bigger than Bell. He also, for all of his laziness, had Shura’s survival wits, and there was no telling whether or not Bell had picked up Strange’s idiocy.

Shura doesn’t like this, and she frowns. This was going to be such a pain. She moves to her feet, extending her hand to Strange.

“Give her to me.” She could let the hare follow at her feet, but that was just one more thing to keep track of while they were moving. If she could hold still on her shoulder, she would probably be okay. Probably.