Drake:
The Indian nodded, serenely taking this in. "Billy Chang, down in Texas - is his nephew. I am sure Chang will see you if you know Billy. Let him down, Queenie, please." The last was directed to the elephant, who obligingly knelt for Brother Clary to dismount.
The lanky Texan slid down, and after adjusting his walk a bit, followed the Indian.
Drake:
A young kangaroo hopped over towards the preacher, and nibbled idly at the man's shoes, then paused to scratch an itch behind one ear. The Indian shook his head at this. "He's young. My name is Joe; I work for Chang. Please come inside." He led the way into the large tent, and rang a small bell, three sharp strikes, making a snoozing zebra wake up and shake its head.
Brother Clary took a long look at the oversized jackrabbit, then shook his head in imitation of Joe. Once again, he fell silent taking it all in.