"Okay, I'll go and see your house. I mean Shack." I said.
"Oh, thank you!" she exclaimed. "Now, which way was it again?"
"You can't find the way to your shack?" you exclaimed. "It's your home! You should be able to find it!"
"It's not my fault!" she snaps. "The direction in my mind just came up blank, that's all! Now Skyler will have to bust me out again."
"Skyler? Is that one of your friends?"
"Yes, and I don't need to tell you about her, since she will be coming soon. But as we wait, why don't you tell me your name and vice-versa, since we forgot to."
"My name? Well, it's Ruben."
"Ruben, neat. As for myself, I'm Furgum."
"Furgum? That's a odd name to have. But I can't worry about it now."
"It's not my original name. You have to take a new name when you eventually transform. One that reflects your species."
"That's interesting-" I stopped and recalled what she just said. "You said that I would eventually transform! I'm going to become an anthro like you!" I sputtered.
Furgum looked at me oddly and just said "I think we'll leave this conversation here. It's not time for us to talk about it." And, deep down, some instinct told me that she was right. She stood up. "I'm going to see if I can find the way. Stay here and don't move. If someone comes and asks for me, it's probably my other friend, Gillrim."