Lion Head Mesa teacup ride

Anaëlle. She gently demurred, swinging her head down into a quick approximation of a bow.

Is…odd story. I do not know it. I feel like a blink once and then poof! I am here! Her memory was full of holes, slowly mending, but she was unable to come up with much of her past. She was sure she was a puppy once, and she was sure she lived with the tall two leggeds, but other than that everything was a technicolor blur.

I am sorry for any fright I gave. I am just…excited! I have not seen another small, just long leggeds, since I arrived!