Maud: A feeling…
*A bearded dragon lizard stares at her from a tank…*
Maud: Even when I was human these guys stared at me…
Meemya looked at it. “Everything stares at me.” He said.
Maud: Maybe because they’re admiring you.
*The lizard scratched at the glass silently.*
Maud: Hello there!
Meemya looked at Arthur, who was batting at Meemya’s tail in much the same way Meemya himself would.
*The lizard opened its mouth and closed it over and over again as if it were talking to her…*
"Is it saying something to you?" Meemya asked.
Maud: Yeah…
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Oh you don’t say?
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Hmmm…
Meemya waited patiently, not wanting to distract her.
Maud: So apparently he’s not ACTUALLY a lizard… but he was transformed into one!
"What? How?" Meemya asked.
Maud: Magic!
*The lizard tries to climb up the tank…*
Maud: So I need to adopt him…
"OK." Meemya said quickly, shrinking back a little. "So long as he doesn’t hurt Arthur."
*The lizard silently talks again.*
Maud: Oh okay… I’ll be right back!
*Maud starts walking to the counter, where they needed to go in the first place.*
There doesn’t seem to be anyone there. Or rather, the counter looks more like a large computer… There is someone there though, humming behind the counter, to the tune of running faucet water.
Maud: Excuse me?
The faucet went quiet, as did the humming. A rustle of fabric being donned quickly could be heard, and a silky soft feminine voice floating out. “Be right there, just cleaning up a fluid spill.” Meemya gasped, and before Arthur could make any noise, Meemya coiled around Arthur’s body, hiding him from sight. “That’s my cousin’s voice! Don’t let her see me!” Meemya gulped.
*Maud puts the case down so that she can’t see him when she comes out.*
Maud: Okay!
A few seconds later, a Pegasus mare hops out from behind the “counter”. Her coat is a shade of pink, while her mane is striped cherry red, lemon yellow, pale blue, and lime green. Her eyes however are dark blue. She is wearing a simple outfit for cold weather, which blended with her coat. “How may I help you miss?” She asked. Meemya could just peek out through the air slats, and he could tell she was nervous about something.