The disappointment.  She could tell just by his tone and his expression.  Frowning Wiflor would realize at that moment that she did something wrong, or perhaps bad when she destroyed the ball.  Failure to retrieve it?  Failure to manage it without it's destruction?  She wasn't a hundred percent where she failed but she knew it was going to be bad as Cyrus approached and reached for her head.  Letting her ears drop she would stop and feel that there was no anger in the touch.  She knew she messed up and badly but he was being kind about it.  Realizing this her tail would wave, her eyes glancing up a short moment to note that he was ready to return.<br/><br/>Stepping forward she'd follow him back in silence thinking about how she could make things right.  During Cyrus' leisure time Wiflor would simply disappear, sneaking out towards the primary city to scout for what she desired.  A replacement ball.  At first she would notice the children playing with their own in the street, many of which paused to watch her watching them.  The ball was claimed and so she'd press on.  Moving further on she'd notice people were still watching her in the same way as before.  Was there a reason?  She wasn't aware of the simple fact of her difference being what caused their confusion.<br/><br/>Coming to a small stall of toys she'd notice they had many of the balls that Cyrus liked so much.  Watching she would notice the stall owner paying heed to her and then another person coming to drop coins for one of the toys.  She was confused by this but looked past those gawking at her to notice that's how they worked. They put the shiny disks down and took what they wanted?  Was that how it worked?  Quirking her head she'd look and see how almost everyone had that action to be taken.  But where did the disks come from?<br/><br/>Questioning this she'd keep gawking until even shinier people showed up from the crowd, speaking in their words and pointing their long pointy shiny gear towards her.  Those were shiny.  Did they count for it?  She did want to replace the ball but the shiny people seemed fairly serious about her moving elsewhere, poking and pushing her back towards the tower, unaware that they believed her to be some experiment or such of Atticus or the students.  Before long she came back to the tower empty handed, walking inside with a slight feeling of defeat to creep back to Cyrus' room.  Likely with Atticus left to deal with the word of the shiny people who guarded the town.<br/><br/>___<br/><br/>When they were on the road she'd already of forgotten her failures.  Instead she was more interested in this new item with the much duller round disks being pulled by the mule.  Watching it roll along the ground she would hop on top of the cart and over the supplies, staring at the moving wheels she was excited and grew even more excited as she climbed over to the other side of the cart to stare at the other one and notice how it was being pulled through the scene.  Every second was more and more exciting as they made their way from the town and towards the tower.  Perhaps it would take time, yes.  But Wiflor?  She was happy to spend this time on the road to new discoveries.  To things that were so abnormal that she simply had to know more.<br/><br/>After a while she'd finally look onward and watch the mule that was pulling the cart.  Wasn't it hard for them?  Were they helping out and how long would they work?  Wondering about it she'd climb forward and watch the ropes leading to the mule, wrapping around the oflaid yoke.  It didn't seem very comfortable but for now she'd keep watching the mule with a wave of her tail, mostly just doing that for the entirety of the day.