It was an honour to be invited in such a respected position. The feast had been a real treat, and she’d especially enjoyed the lemon ice served between the fourth and fifth removes.

Now it was time for the dancing, and the expectant parents smiled toothily up at her. She clapped her hands in delight as the music began to play and opened her arms to her partner for the first public dance that signalled the passage into adulthood.

The yeti sported the traditional tiara, of course, but one never really knew what was going on under all that fur.