At some point, Elle might sit down in the sleigh, lean back, kick her legs back... and have them connect with something furry under the seat. Or perhaps she spots something moving under the seat.

Something furry and very small. Literally pint-sized.

It's a Crinos werewolf, black with white highlights in his fur, and only about six inches tall, who was just trying to find a hidden and quiet place, thank you very much, until these injuries a-fucking-finally fix themselves.