Well, let's see. She was a crow for the better part of an hour before she first spotted him. Then there was an hour in cat shape, then back to human, then an hour and a half as a hawk, and now she's a wolf. What she ought to do is change back to human and have a snack and a nap - or at least the snack and a sit-down. That's doubtless what anyone who knew her back home would be frowningly urging her to do right now - Aly included. But Aly's not here, and there are too many Andrews who still need finding.

Ah, yes, there he goes, Daine thinks when she feels his little hand against her side. It reminds her of when she first showed Alanna's children her new shapeshifting ability. She probably should have guessed that their awareness that it was really her couldn't even begin to compete with the allure of being able to touch a wolf who they knew wouldn't ever bite them. Thom had tried to restrain himself, but the twins had been all over her.

She's actually starting to nod just a bit when Andrew speaks, and she startles a little, claws clicking against the floor. She waits until Andrew's found his feet and isn't putting so much weight on her before carefully climbing to her feet as well, tail waving encouragement. Keeping herself on his bad side so he can continue using her for support, she glances at the multiple exits and then cants her head at him. Where to?