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Harpy wings? Clifford continued to stare blankly at his partner. He vaguely recognised her from the Common Room, but her name had poofed from his brain. Most things had poofed from his brain actually..
"Uh... a sloth." He mumbled with a sigh as he rubbed the back of his neck. Oh, how he wished he was all snugly and asleep like a sloth right this very second. "I dunno what characteristic I'd like though.." he finished with a bored shrug.
"What an interesting choice," Diane said, but her eyes had already rolled up in ponder. "There's no point in bothering with favorite animals if what we want is its natural abilities. Between leaping like a cat and climbing like a monkey, I think it would profit us more something more exotic. Of course, if you don't want that particular kind of wings, we can change. A firefly's instead. I don't suppose you would like butterfly wings."