Once again you open a door to find a wide open space... this time FILLED with lush grasses and trees.Out of the corner of your eye... you spy what you are here to see... It... looks like a kangaroo... yet is so boldly, and beautiffully colored... it couldn't posibly be...

Her striking purple fur seems almost to dance in the sunlight as she lifts her dainty head from the clover. Spying you... she streches far forward, and gives a small sniff, evaluating you.

"That's Regina. She's a kahroo. A Leader too." I add pointing to the black mark on her haunches.

At the sound of her name, Regina gave a mighty, yet surprisingly nimble footed, leap in our direction. On her way to make a closer investigation of her visitors.

As she drew up, she came to a hault with a tiny hop. Drawing up to her full hight, she watched you with an eye that showed much intelligence... she was close enough to touch...

"Go ahead." I smile knowingly. "She doesn't bite."

Her fur was soft as silk! It was so nice to feel...

Regina had no words for you... but a look that seemed to display a smile was all that was needed... to her, you were all right.