Once Harley shifted, her dress slumped to the floor and in place of the silvery-haired woman, a small palm size canary ruffled its wings before picking up the small stone-like beast ball in its beak, shot a quick look at the maids and head maid sleeping in the carriage and only then did it hopped to the window of the carriage and perched on the sill, as it peeked its tiny head out and looked left and right, the guards were situated very securely along the carriage in which Bree was riding except the shiny white carriage, no knight was around the carriage in which six maids were riding —— the silvery white canary snorted in annoyance before spreading its wings and shooting right inside the forest.