Four Legs Good [Open to Multiple]

[wildmage_daine]

Daine trots through the park as a shaggy wolfhound, with Sarge and Molly at her side. It was probably cowardly of her to take a shape and flee the base, but not being able to talk to anyone was driving her mad. At least she can sort of talk to the People, though all she gets from them are feelings and impressions instead of words. Still, animals can get far more across without words than any two-legger can, and being in this shape, with her two canine friends beside her, feels enough like Pack to bring her some comfort.

She's unaware of the gathering at the fountain, but even if she knew about it, it would take some coaxing to get her there. Folk aren't often kind to strays, and she's not about to take human shape. At least when she's in an animal shape, not being able to talk to two-leggers feels normal.

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[has_a_horn]

Gabriel has been avoiding just about everyone, which is why he's currently here, not talking to anyone. He's figured out the entire Babel situation and he's reallly not happy about it. It's like adding insult to injury.

When he feels Daine pass by, he doesn't look up. He's quite comfortably lying on a park bench, listening to the empty chatter of the passer-by.