Ahead of you is a rather small puddle of water nresteed between two rocks. Feeling a bit thirsty yourself, you walk up to the puddle, hoping the water is safe to drink. To yuor amazement the puddle yawns, opens two teal eyes, and stands up, blinking.

"You're not a puddle of water!" youexclaim, relaizing as you say it how silly that sounds. You inwardly flinch and wait for the creatures reaction.

"You mean you thought I was one?" she asks you, looking at you skeptically. Her whole body is a twisting mix of teals and blues, with a doglike body ending in four huge paws, a long tapering tail, a doglike head topped with two alertly pointed ears.

"I'm Vysclith," she tells you, still looking skeptically at you. You give her your name, and try your best to ask what she is politely.

"A dagaroo," she announces, "a cross between a dog, cat, and kangaroo. Why do you ask?"

"Just curious," you reply.

"What was you mother's maiden name?" she asks.

"Why do you want to know?" you ask back.

"Just curious," she says, shrugs, and walks off.