Little Goat Mountain whereas the Mushroom Kingdom Federal Reserve doesn't exist

Luna simply stood there with shaky legs of fear and a pulse that pounded in her ears, like a mouse standing in front of a hungry cat or — quite literally — a wolf standing before a mountain lion. Encounters with cougars wasn't something one who valued their life could fancy, ecspecially when it happened out of the blue. Such a shame too considering the abundance of prey in this area. Too bad that Lunaria would have to make an escape attempt quickly.

Except....something strange was happening...

The lion was speaking to her. Not with any noticeably malicious intent, nor in an intimidating way, but with a strange innocence none would have expected being put in a situation like this. 'What are those things? Fluffy deer? Small cow?' He wasn't being sarcastic to the dark she-wolf's suprise; this was genuine confusion. Wait a second...this mountain lion had never seen a goat before? It wasn't the most unusual thing left to ponder over, other than why she'd not been torn to shreds yet, but still. "Y...Y-You mean the g-goats?" Lunaria's voice was sttudery from a mixture of fear and perplexity.