Here's Mazia ('mah-zyuh') the civet again, now in her regular village wear. Growing up, I understood some cultures despised chameleons and regard them as tantamount to demons in scaly form. I've never been wronged by one, so I still think they're very cool! Likewise, Mazia found a small friend in the forest and is giving him the tour of her stomping grounds; delicious promises of juicy bugs keep the chameleon patient. The girl is 17 years old, but sometimes she doesn't act a day over 5.

Mazia sports some earrings, necklaces, bracelets, and anklets (common for Inkasi culture) and wears a fairly simple-yet-fashionable skirt (obviously inspired by southern African designs). Her shirt found its way through foreign relief efforts to a mobile vendor and eventually into her paws; this is, perhaps, a more questionable fashion statement.

Pen and colored marker on paper.