Léon Citron

There you are, motionless, on your branch, beige.

Besides, when your friends are waiting for you, they often say: "Stop blending in beige, Leon! We can see you!"

As any self-respecting chameleon should, your eyes move independently. You can see everywhere at once, even if the images do not overlap. It is very practical. Young humans look disgusted when they see you for the first time. Then again, you readily admit that you do it on purpose: one eye looking behind you and the other in front, then one up and one down, switching quickly between them. It really freaks them out!

Right now, your right eye has been watching a very appetizing little fly for a good fifteen minutes, while your left eye watches the snow falling onto the glass roof of your tropical greenhouse at the Botanical Garden of Geneva, famous worldwide, certainly galactic, probably interstellar, perhaps even universal. In short, everybody knows it, if the people who look after you are to be believed.

You love watching the flakes cling to the windows, slowly pile up, and whirl in the cold wind while you observe the people walking outside.

You move very slowly, swaying as though you might fall one way or the other, to imitate a leaf in the breeze.

You are nice and warm: it stays around 27 °C all the time.

There! It has landed within range!
You line your eyes up to aim at it properly... ready to lash out with your tongue like lightning.

Suddenly, branches start moving. The fly takes off...

It is Nocto, your mouse lemur friend, a sort of big mouse with enormous eyes that are almost always open, and strange fingers, like human hands. He is clearly in a panic.

" Leon! I think the AC has gone haywire on our side! We are all going to freeze to death!!! " he says, completely terrified.

Mouse lemurs often overdramatize things a little. With Nocto, it is drama all the time.

But you have rarely seen him like this.