Another changeling came to see what all the commotion was.
"why is there a puppy here?"
"That doesn't look like a puppy dude...."
"Well, whatever it is, i's simply adorable. What should we do with it guys?"
"Can we keep it Cyclone? Pretty please?" A dark blue changeling begged.
"I don't think so Shale.... but there's no harm in holdin on to the adorable thing."
He held the little pup out to hoof lengh, and felt her purr softly, the tail in a small wag. The bi-polar eyes seemed to search him for an answer as they looked him over once.
what is this thing? Looks sort of like a bug....
Rusty cocked her head in confusion as she stared at Cyclone. She was bewildered by his orange and red eyes, his membrane transparent wings, and his chitin, the outer tough armor-like skin unique to changelings. The way she heard these creatures talk, in their clicks, buzzez, wing flitzez, and other strange noises in their native changeling tongue she found quite confusing. But it didn't take her long for her brain to quickly learn how this language worked.
Shaping the new words carefully she had heard, she clicked and gave a flitz of her wings, although they went big enough for any other use.
"Me Rusty." The words sounded alien to her but she felt a thrill, especially when she saw the other changelings flinch in utter suprise.
"Guys! D....did you just hear that!? S...she speaks Changeling!"