[Accidental Video - forward dated to Saturday morning]

[horseish]

[Oh hello City! It's a Saturday morning on the last weekend of the month, which means it just wouldn't be normal unless someone around here woke up as an animal.

The camera first opens on Thor the Golden Lab, snoozing happily on his dog bed. When suddenly something small, fuzzy, and lightly beige-ish coloured comes barreling in from out of frame, landing directly on him and yipping happily. The lab wakes with a start, whining. He gives the puppy a sharp poke with his nose, growling a little as a warning before curling back up again to sleep. Kids these days.

Clearly bored now, the puppy wanders off to find someone more interesting.]








[ooc: Bobby is a coyote puppy for the weekend! Forward dated as I'm going out tonight and tomorrow and wanted to get this up.]

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[candothat]

[Whereas some people wake up as another gender.

Now that Chekov is appropriately attired, he's having a grand time talking to acquaintances and seeing how long it takes them to determine that he is indeed himself. The accent has, thus far, given him away more often than not.

Not that coyote pups care. When he sees Bobby--not that he knows it's her, of course--he crouches and mumbles nonsense to her in Russian.]

[horseish]

[Oh hey, someone she doesn't know. Coyote Bobby is enjoying the relative freedom she gets in four legged form and wanders over to sniff (his? her?) hand.]

[candothat]

[He waits for her to finish her smell inspection and, on the off chance that this is someone he knows who is cursed (it's a good possibility), he switches to English.]

Are you a dog? You look unusual for a dog.

[horseish]

[She shakes her head. Maybe it's an answer, maybe it's fleas. You decide.]

[candothat]

[Whatever. A cute little furry animal is a cute little furry animal.

Chekov chooses to assume that the critter is sentient. That's usually a safe approach.]

Then are you hungry? I was an animal, once; I became very hungry.