Can I call you Red Bull?

Alma had heard about this girl. What she could do. And it intrigued her. Got her heart racing. She hadn't really admitted it, but Alma had been feeling rather naked without her wings. And if this girl could give them back, frankly Alma would do slmost anything.

She had found Amilia by asking around. It wasn't hard. Follow the trail of people with animal features who didn't have them before.

The cafeteria was bustling as Alma weaved her way through it. She saw her, Amalia, sitting off to one side. Alma inhaled sharply and approached, putting on her best fanged smile.

"Hey there! I'm Alma. Alma Malivani. Student council auditor. How are you doing today?"

@Schrodinger's Cat

Alma grinned, her pupils widening to become long and goat-like. That's great! I'm glad you're liking it so far. Mind if I sit with you?"

She had horns. Like... real horns. That was not something she'd heard about Amalia. So she was the real deal, at least it seemed that way.

Alma's grin widened and she slid into the seat across from Amalia, leaning ever so slightly forward on her elbows. "I bet. You've been kinda popular with th-" she paused when the other girl grew a set of cow's ears and wiggled them. Giggling a bit Alma wiggled her own ears, long and pointed like an elf's, back at her. "Cute. But yeah, that thing you do."

Alma's smile didn't really diminish, but it did soften. She wasn't trying to lead this girl on or anything; Alma had a specific purpose for seeking her out today. "And actually, I was hoping... given what you can do that you could help me with something maybe?"

Alma couldn't help but laugh a little. Was it really that obvious what she was after? Still, she leaned forward and lowered her voice conspiratorially. "I used to have bat wings. They kind of shrank and fell off during the second wave of the March Virus earlier this year. And frankly? I've missed them. I kinda want them back, if you can manage that."

Alma nodded excitedly and wrapped her tail around so that Amalia could see the soft black leathery skin and the silky black fur that adorned it. "So I want something to match my tail. But big. The wings I was born with were really small, but I want to be able to... did you ever watch Gargoyles? The thing that Goliath did where he put his wings around himself like a cloak. I want to be able to do that."

Alma paused. She was getting excited, getting ahead of herself. "Well. There's a few more things. Like. This is permanent, right? And uh..."

She leaned in close, whispering now. "Also if you could, could you not tell anyone I was asking about this? I wanna surprise my boyfriends."