*Maud whispered to him.*
Maud: Do you know these ponies over here?
"No, thankfully." Meemya said. They passed a younger foal playing in the snow with her cat. The sight of the cat made him gulp, and hide behind Maud.
Maud: Hmmm…
*She looked at him with suspicion for a second…*
"Sorry." He apologized once they had passed. "Cats chase birds, and they’re class leave scars." Meemya lifted up one of his wings, showing four thin close scars.
Maud: I see… I’ve lived with many cats before, and I got used to the occasional scratch.
“They try to eat me.” Meemya mewed, looking down at his hooves sheepishly.