The other would turn, but Willoughby already could see that this one was special.
Fins. A tail like a fish. Their body was ivory, highlighted in deep aquamarine. Lavender coating with darker accents. Yes, this one was special in the sense that she had never seen their like before. Delighted to come across something new, Willoughby almost pranced on the spot.
There was a simple delight in finding new things in the world. “I am quite well, thank you” came her chirp. The bird was delighted to meet a nice polite being. “did I interrupt you?” Willoughby added, tilting her head to the side.
“I haven't met many of Night Court” she goes on “not formally anyway” she had sang and danced at the markets though “do you live here?”
“speech”
if you don't want to see me dancing with somebody new
