Not that mine is altogether a chameleon spirit, with no hue of its own.
I named my chameleon "Cross-ci Cross-a," in honour of Mr. Cross.
During the day, no doubt, she melted into the sky like a chameleon.
It is not pleasant to have you imitate the chameleon, in this manner.
Lonnie didn't stop to question if it really was essence of chameleon juice.
He glowed in the ...