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[ German Shepherds do not, when most people think of them, typically have floral neckerchiefs around their necks. This one does, because this dog is Ariadne, currently sitting in her kitchen looking back and forth between the door, the fridge, and the stairs.

She can't quite seem to figure out what it is she wants to do, the poor thing. ]

((ooc: Still technically on hiatus, but... puppies! Ariadne is mostly sentient but very prone to slipping into being mostly dog instead. If you'd like to bump into her outside, she will eventually get the door open!))

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Ariadne?

[ Steve! Ariadne likes Steve, and there's an excited bark and a happy wag of her tail before she realizes just how dog-like she's being. ]

Do you need any help?

[ There's a half-whine of confusion. She's... not sure.

Wait. Wait.

Then she barks at the fridge. ]

Bark once if you're at home. I'll come get you food.

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[Jack left the apartment to do something today, really. Too bad he forgot as soon as he saw all these cute and unusually friendly dogs running around outside.]

Aww, look how pretty you are. [No, he doesn't yet realize there is a curse on today.]

[ Jack! Ariadne likes Jack, just like she likes Steve, and her tail is wagging like crazy as she pads up to him and barks once.

Pet her? ]

[Awwwww. It doesn't occur to him for even a second that this could actually be someone he knows, much less Ariadne, but that doesn't stop him from kneeling down and giving her pets.]

You sure are friendly, too...

[ Her tail continues to wag, and as Jack kneels down, Ariadne shoves her muzzle forward to nuzzle his face. Hi Jack C: ]

[Awwwwww. Jack can't keep from laughing a little as he scritches behind her ears.]

Really friendly... [He might be looking for a collar under that neckerchief, too.] I wonder who you belong to.

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[Sniff, sniff. Look at this coyote...coyote dog...coyote-crossed-with...something... Whatever. Look at this coyote mutt nosing around. What does he want?]

[ On one hand, coyote-things are supposed to be bad. On the other, out here isn't really her place and he smells familiar, like horses and cigarillos and--

Oh. Well. Her human brain is helping this make a little more sense, at least. Ariadne will just watch him for now, head tilted to the side. ]

[Well, he's not bad, but he's trouble, perhaps. Getting into trashcans and stealing things from tables and sniffing around where he isn't supposed to be sniffing.

Sniff sniff sni--wait a minute. That smell is familiar. Very familiar. Other Dog, why do you smell familiar? He would like to get closer to that smell. Excuse him if he stalks a little closer. Just a little. Slowly. Because, Other Dog, you're kind of big.]

[ She's used to trouble. It's just that she's maybe quieter about it, and either way, the Coyote-Dog is interesting to watch.

He gets a little closer and both her ears perk up and forward, head tilting to the other side before she whines, just once. It's sort of like saying "yes?" only... well, in dog-speak.

The part of her that is still mostly human remains stupidly pleased that she's been turned into a large dog. ]

[A matching head tilt and the slightest of...tail wags?

Yeah, and the tall guy is not too keen on being a smaller dog...]

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[It's broad daylight and this yellow dog has no idea how to put on the brakes. He is doing a barrel roll straight for the shepherd.]

[ She's minding her own business, not exactly paying attention -- there are a lot of dogs out and about today, and why would one be heading right for her?

Because Mr. Orange, Ariadne. That's why. There's a loud "YIP" of surprise when he barrels right into her, and down she goes. ]

---!!

[Oof. Make that a tumble of two dogs now and it doesn't help that neckerchief is distracting. Freddy's scrambling trying to get off his back which just ends in him kicking around and probably kicking the shepherd dog in the face.]

[ There's another yelp as one paw connects with her face, Ariadne scrambling just as much to try to get up. She manages it though (perhaps because she has longer legs, for once) and stands, shaking herself off. ]

[No no we're not finished yet! The yellow dog tries burying his muzzle into her neckerchief because it smells familiar.]

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[ ARIADNE DID YOU KNOW STAIRS ARE DIFFICULT TO MANAGE WITH FOUR LEGS

BECAUSE THE TUMBLING SOUND YOU HEAR GOING DOWN THEM RIGHT NOW SHOULD BE EVIDENCE OF THAT ]

[ SHE DIDN'T HAVE A PROBLEM then again this isn't her first time trying to go down the stairs with four legs.

Either way, she runs over to the stairs to find out just what's going on- oh.

Hi Eames. Let her just... nudge you a bit to see if you're okay. ]

[ yeah see last time he had a dog shaped form he was a werewolf

and they still lived in the flat that had an elevator.

When Ariadne finds him, he's laying on his back staring dazedly up at the ceiling, all four legs straight up in the air. The nudge just causes him to roll ungracefully over to his side. Pancake, still at the top of the stairs, has started barking off and on in terrified confusion, to which Eames finds his ears drawing down, looking up at Ariadne with the pitiful grey-eyed gaze only some dogs can truly master.

Halp. ]

[ yeah well last time she had four legs Arthur shot at her they all have problems

Side is probably better than on his back, she thinks. It's hard to tell. Eames gets a nuzzle -- there, there, it'll be okay before she looks up to bark at Pancake to get him to hush. She's fairly certain Eames can get up by himself, but if he doesn't soon she'll have to pick him up with her mouth.

Her mouth full of sharp teeth. Whoops. ]

[ Pancake whines at the big mangy beast barking at him but shushes up, Eames eventually rolling the rest of the way onto his belly and then, getting his legs underneath him proper, pushing himself up. He buts his head into Ariadne's chest why is she so tall before looking back up at Pancake, then doing slow circles around the German Shepherd, trying to gain his groundings. She smells... interesting, to him, but he doesn't know why that is. ]