She snarled, " You don't understand his pain," she snapped back. When Anna left she got up, disappearing inside the cottage. Silence fell over again and the realization that Anna was living in a world with a different set of rules was becoming more obvious.<br/><br/>The important like creture just stared at her before returning to work. Finch watched her, tossing hermane easily. She whinnied, and was thinking of helping but she wasn't one for humans.<br/><br/>Tossing her head in one direction, she kicked her legs back and ran off. Moments later was sure running around to Anna shaking her head like a dog with a bone. Technically the item wasn't a bone but a large colorful blanket. A blanket Anna could have easily recognized as something familiar, something from the village... Something that belonged to her.<br/><br/>Finch shook the drying blanket out in front of her, not teasing her for once. This was new but then again, the human should at least have the chance to feel comforted by her own personal items from home.