“Amazing.”  Keith remembered to breathe.

“I look good, don’t I?!”  Fly gave a little bounce toward Keith, shaking out his mane and flipping his tail back and forth excitedly.  His tail was considerably shorter and Keith noted, seemed vertically flat.

Drift hooted his congratulations, settling down into the grass where he was standing.

“Yeah!”  Keith agreed, still amazed at what he had just seen.  The previous conversation with Claudia was completely forgotten, replaced by his fascination with the dice.  Fly bounced up to Keith, his gait somewhat like a ferret.