She had just been walking down the street, minding her own business, but she never seemed to be all that good with luck. She was in the middle of a park, no buildings or rivers or ponds, nowhere near the ocean or anything else that could’ve helped her as rain started to fall from the sky. “No!” She cries out as the first drops of water fall on her. In a quick and terrified decision she runs and jumps behind a couple of bushes, barely hitting the ground before growing a tail. She noticed people all over the park looking, but she was hoping none of them saw the giant orange tail. “I don’t like the rain!” She calls out, hoping to send people on their way.