Hushed Willows Your lizard king has spoken (all hail)

He panted throughout his mother's grand speech, ears twitching even though the boy could scarcely hope to keep up with much of what she said. He did get the gist of it, though, and when her rambling announcement finally drew to a close, Tambourine spiritedly punctuated it with another joyful cry of, "POTTY!"

Suddenly, much of the pack was moving around, many of them hastily exiting the meeting place. Tambourine darted after a few of them, laughing and trolling in their wake like a little tugboat, but eventually steered back to prance beneath his silvery mother's shadow. "Mum! Mum!" he shouted excitedly, left ear flopping and tail wriggling. "S'potty!"