Moana laughed as she headed towards the door. "Have you never seen a piglet before?" Ittie snorted softly, looking up at Isabelle with large dark eyes. He was very good at understanding those around him. Moana liked that Ittie was so smart, except that it was sometimes troublesome as well.

She turned passed the inn and directed them towards a small path into the woods.

"It's this way and a little hidden in the trees." It's good for privacy. "I usually go every other day to just sit in the warm water."