The Dandelion Girl

Kotomi Ichinose's introduction to the human class was a formal one, noise only made by the clatter of her hooves. Towering over everybody, the holstaur introduced herself at first in japanese, and then in all forms of human languages known and clearly out of the reach of everybody, before she was told she could sit already. Which... proved to be a problem for monster-people such as her, especially with digitigrade legs.

The class passed mercifully quick, nothing challenging her at all in matters of knowledge, and yet noticing she still got curious stares ever since she arrived in human lands, arms curling books beneath her big chest.

Once the time to eat arrived, Kotomi had managed well enough to pass unnoticed in spite of the noise her hooves made, and her spotted tail she kept low, as she served herself...

... well, everything green. Luckily, it seemed grass had been just added to the menu.

Her laser-point concentration focused on gathering vegetables, grass, broccoli, spinach, legumes, carrots...

Bump.

Kotomi turned to her side, blinked, then looked up...