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[boutant]

[ 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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[punchedhitler]

Ariadne?

[boutant]

[ 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. ]

[punchedhitler]

Do you need any help?

[wouldnotkindly]

[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.]

[action;]

[withloadedguns]

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

[boutant]

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

Wait. Wait.

Then she barks at the fridge. ]

[punchedhitler]

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

[boutant]

[ 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? ]

[action;]

[boutant]

[ 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. ]

[boutant]

[ One bark! And tail wagging, since he said "food". ]

[punchedhitler]

[He's there about ten minutes later. Luckily the door isn't locked, and he opens it carefully.]

Ariadne?

[action;]

[withloadedguns]

[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.]

[boutant]

[ You wanted a fully grown German Shepherd to jump on you, right Steve? Because that's what she's trying to do, barking happily and tail wagging behind her. ]

[action;]

[boutant]

[ 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. ]

[action;]

[withloadedguns]

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

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

[punchedhitler]

[He can't help but laugh, because he's not afraid of her, and she's cute. He scratches her behind the ears.]

[boutant]

[ Her tail still wagging, Ariadne puts her paws back onto the floor before nudging his leg. Food, remember? ]

[action;]

[boutant]

[ Oh! At the sight of a slight tail wag, she wags her own, barking happily. Still, she doesn't want to scare him, so he'll have to come to her if he wants to get closer. ]

[action;]

[withloadedguns]

[Well...okay. But he'll be quick to make a run for it if he has to. No, he's not nervous. He's just cautious. The hidden-away human part of his brain is fast to liken this to any time he's walked in the middle of a gang of wanted men and had to be on his guard.

Slowly--almost sauntering, as that is his inclination--he comes closer.]

[action;]

[boutant]

[ She's a dog, Cowboy. At least she can't shoot you.

Tail still wagging, Ariadne stretches out her nose. She wants to sniff him. ]

[action;]

[withloadedguns]

[Yeah, but the mood is the same.

Not sure about this sniffing thing... But maybe you gotta give in order to get. Okay. Sniff away.]

[action;]

[boutant]

[ Well, he definitely smells familiar, and that's good enough for her right now. Don't mind her nudging you with that cold nose. ]

[wouldnotkindly]

[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...

[action;]

[withloadedguns]

[Nudging. Nudging? Nudging. Okay. He stands his ground for that. But, hey, you smell pretty familiar too. So, you know, no growling or teeth or anything like that. He's just being shy.

Another small wag of his tail. It's rather equivalent to his characteristic "Hello."]

[boutant]

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