Azuki caught her breath. There was so much going on! Living in the country, she wasn't used to crowds, and traffic was something that happened when Blackie met two walkers in the middle of the village's main street. Here, there were horses pulling carriages that looked like a sedan chair crossed with a passenger oxcart. The beautiful horses seemed proud and held their heads high, some displaying a kind of feathered bonnet atop their heads. Azuki couldn't tell what kind of ...