"Hang on now let me sure I have this straight!"
Brian rolled his eyes with a sigh, "This is a private conversation here Terry."
Terry was a new arrival to the park, a rather petite and curvy rabbit girl, but was quickly earning herself a reputation as something of a handful,
asking everyone she'd come across, and the TG crowd in particular some rather intimate questions.
"I know, I know, but this right here is exactly what I'm getting at," continued Terry. "Did you or did you not just say that you came in here as a
guy... hell, as a GAY guy no less! And after what? A month? Two months? Suddenly you're all 'oh, I'm suddenly at one with the universe having
found my true self as some furry chick!' Nobody should be allowed to make that sort of call when they're brain's all rewired like this."
Terry, outside of the park, was an aspiring documentary film maker, who liked to place himself in the spotlight. The sort who would drink nothing
but a controversial new energy drink for a month and film the results. As stories began to filter to the outside world of people choosing to remain
in their changed forms indefinitely, Terry jumped at the chance. Not being allowed to take a film crew inside, he instead opted to endure a two-
month stay in a form he would never choose for himself otherwise. Small, female, and "naturally" predisposed towards both avoiding
confrontation and socializing with her own kind.
Charlotte stopped and stared for a moment, not expecting to have her motives questioned so bluntly by a stranger. "Like I said, it's personal," she
said, towering over the rabbit who took a few steps back despite herself.