A naked lizard girl in a riding harness crawled wearily across the clearing. Malty, while grazing, had gotten too carried away with a butterfly and wandered too far from the farm. Because of this, she couldn't find her way back and got lost. She'd been wandering for three days and was hardly a wonder—she was used to smooth stone roads under her hands and knees, bowls of food and water, and a warm stall. She didn't eat or drink anything, as she didn't know any other way to eat than from a bowl. Luckily, lizardmen are resilient, otherwise she would have died already.

Malty: "Wheeee... brrr... hungry... tired... I'll be good... I want to go back..."