(You suddenly got a knocking at your door. Once you opened the door, you saw a large crate that read "From Madagascar" on a piece of paper at the front, as 2 orange eyes stare at you from the shadows of the crate's barred front. No-one else seems to be around so it must be for you)

Friend?

(The feminine voice in the crate asked softly, as you can see those orange eyes tilt slightly in the darkness of the crate)