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@pixiedragon454 Your name reminds me of a girl I know.
Ariel, growled warningly at Herbert as he began collecting the bones. She didn't know what it was but it wasn't natural. She wanted to shift back and yell at him but knew her clothes wouldn't protect her from the cold. As Herbert began reaching for the final bone, Ariel stood above it, nipping at the man's arm warningly, not hard enough to hurt or draw blood, just enough for him to pull back and let her take the final bone. She wasn't sure if he'd see it as a dog wanting the bone or as Ariel not wanting the bones to reform the... whatever it was that she had knocked apart. Nor did she really care. She took the bone in her mouth and carried it to Dzel, trying to get the girl to take it. I wish I had telepathy. she thought to herself, It would make this all a lot easier.
Regina looked down, an obvious sadness about her. Isabeau wasn't gonna give her a chance. She sat still, brooding on it for a few minutes before looking back towards Sakaala. I don't have a chance with her either. she thought with a sigh. She slid off the table and walked towards the bar. "Got a target I can borrow?" she asked, tapping one of her daggers. "I gotta take out some frustration. And a mug of Dwarven Ale if you have any." Her drink of choice when she was feeling down. She was trying to distract herself from her sadness, knowing perfectly well she would have to deal with it eventually. She was half-tempted to levitate herself onto one of the barstools but decided against it as she didn't know where the target was, if there was one. Most bars had one, or so she thought.
@IcePezz Having trouble?
@Belwicket but its the perfect name for a skeleton dog made of various different bones!

Edit: NOT THE PUPPY NOOOOOO!! ;A;


Oh, I thought you were talking about Ariel.
Ariel growled and leapt to rip what could be considered its head off. She didn't know what this was or how it came to be but figured it didn't deserve to live its life at a mass of malformed bones. With its "neck" trapped in her teeth, she used her forelegs to scratch at it, hoping to knock other bones off. She didn't know if she could do it alone but hoped she wouldn't need too much help. Her grip tightened as she snarled and growled.
CAN WE CALL THE DOG HOTCHPOTCH?


If you want her to bite you.
Posted! Just thought I'd put another side track from the soap opera drama that's about to go down!


You mean Regina?
Ariel found a something.
Ariel stood in the snow, a husky to guard Dzel. Her eyes and ears were peeled, making note of every noise around. If anything dangerous came towards them, she would leap into action instantly. However, nothing had come yet. A few more had seen her shift from woman to dog but she didn't care. Ariel sat beside Dzel to examine the markings herself, though she couldn't tell anything about them. She sighed and looked up before running around, checking everywhere. She had caught scent of something. Digging rapidly through the snow, she soon found it. She pulled it from the snow with a bark before examining it. It was a... she didn't know what it was.
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