She had just set nova down on the dirt road, watching Ethan guide the horses around the side of the inn, when Jemsen walked out of the inn and saw her standing there.
“Hey there Braelyn, what’s that you’ve got with ya?” He said looking down at Nova.
“Oh, hello there Jemsen, this is Nova.” Braelyn answered.
“I thought your Ethan said you had a dog.” Jemsen stated.
“I don’t recall him saying that.” She pondered.
“It was as ya were walking out with that plate of food, I asked him if ya was feeding your dog or something, but I guess his answer was a little odd.”
“Odd how?” She wondered.
“He said or something, so I guess that meant it wasn’t a dog, huh.” He said laughing. “But, my word girl, that looks like a tiger.”
“It is a tiger.” Braelyn answered flatly.
“How did ya get yourself a tiger?” Jemsen sounded astonished.
“We happened to get lucky I guess.” She said looking at the animal lovingly.