She smiled contently and walked with a furiously confident step towards the girl, hooking and arm inside of her arm as a matter of courtesy as she nearly dragged her with her along the path. Her long strawberry blonde hair seemed to be neatly tucked into a hairdo, though a few strands failed to stuck in and fell to the side of her face. The ringlets stroking her cheeks, and those of Emilia as she turned her head in a fast movement, looking at the unfortanute girl.<br/><br/>"I'll be 'aving a teaparty wit'in a few moments.. If you'd like you could join, w'en dressed and washed..." She spoke in a tone there was no choice regarding the freedom of saying no. She had to come, it was an order, and the woman did not take no for an answer, she had already seen her dominating a huge guard the size of a tree in front of her eyes. Who was, for a matter of fact, following them with a grim look on his face, looking around and gritting his teeth at the strange looking metallic horse that seemed to hae planted a store in the middle of the road.<br/><br/>For a moment, Yvonne was distracted from her talking to Emilia, rattling on and on about teaparty's and how the girl had fell so hard on the ground. She paused midsentence and looked with pinching eyes at the strange animals and weares being sorted out on the many shelves the car was bearing.<br/><br/>"Corbeau.... Raven..." She whispered softly with her soft supple red lips murmering the words silently to herself.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>