Bobby saw the two airborne Zoners arrive, joined quickly by Henrysaurus - he was hard to miss - and land-diver.  They'd all decided to congregate on a roof a slight distance away; but Bobby had rapidly learned that his long, ungulate legs were [i]fantastic[/i] for jumping, so he alternately sprinted across roofs and leapt streets until he had joined them.

"Hey!" he smiled without showing his teeth.  No need to show off the chompers when he was covered in drying blood to his furry elbows.  "'M Bobby.  I got a pretty good look at the Aggressors from my roof over there.  Two big ones, lots of little ones - counted twenty-five, probably more, they were moving 'round a lot.  They're all concentrating on one of the warehouses, but I couldn't get a good look at it from where I was.  They've got some barriers and junk walls set up, too."

He crouched down, pointing at the map with his right middle claw.  "Nice map.  This alley," he traced it, "ends up sorta in the mid-back of the pack.  None of 'em were watching it; I think it would be a good attack point.  On the other hand," he pointed to a different street, "this one comes out right next to where the two big'uns are hanging around, but it looks like they've got it blocked off.  I dunno if we can get through that way."