"Copy that." Carolina descended the stairs slowly. Fast as she was, she wasn't used to going down stairs with four legs, and wasn't about to chance a fall.

Lela mewed as she followed behind her, looking mournful. As of on cue, Carolina could feel her stomach growling. "And maybe some lunch," she added. Her appetite seemed fare greater after spending time as a pony - not necessarily bad, given how underweight she'd been when she'd gotten here, but the change in forms seemed to mess with her metabolism something awful.