[The young girl isn’t the only one greeting the strangers, and they’re likely to expect...something more. More intimidating. More imposing. Someone that they look at, and realize that this is what they’ve been through all over again.

Instead, the small, smiling lion walks out with her, a dark brown business suit on and fur clearly dyed golden yellow, thoroughly enough that the original color is completely hidden. And those pupils...they’re too large for his eyes. They’re contacts as well.

He clears his throat, and despite the surprising gruffness to his voice, his tone is just as chipper as the girl’s.]

Yes, welcome to our City! It’s so wonderful to have you here, and we just know that you’ll see this as an opportunity you can’t say no to!

And if you try to...

[C h u c k l e.]

You’ll see how bad of an idea that is. But why would you want to do that?