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[capwolf]

Who: Steve and Open.
What: Wolf!Steve goes exploring
When: Current-ish?
Where: City of Nightmare
Warnings: None, yet. Will edit if necessary.


Clark's remarks about having to be careful at home, after flying to the top of one hell of a tower here had opened Steve's mind up a little bit more to the possibility of maybe being less guarded here. Thomas knowing what he was within about five minutes of meeting hadn't hurt, either.

He still felt the need to be cautious, but less so than back home. There wasn't the same risk of fallout here, after all, and there was an opportunity to learn a lot - about himself and maybe about others.

To that end, he was on four feet and wearing fur as he moved through shadows and pools of light in a very different city. He followed his nose and impulse as they led him. He was enormous and moved with an easy, predatory grace, but there was also a kind of calm and confidence in his movements - and if he was threatening it was only in response to a threat.

And he was unusually inclined to approach people. In fact he was pretty inclined to outright nudge at their hands and lean against them, whether they wanted him to or not. Hazards of being a pack animal, benefits of being in one heck of a disguise.

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[justakidfrombrklyn]

One of the people who apparently has decided to continue his attempted Ankh-Morpork suicide mission in the City of Nightmares is...

Well, he's awfully familiar looking. Really, it's almost funny. Especially given his watchful posture and the baseball hat and the faint wafting scent of a burger that had been obtained before leaving the Shadows prepared Just So.

i owe tags to a bunch of ppl but My Self-control

[tictacs]

Maybe someone should've said 'don't play with the transport button so much', because Scott did and now he's here.

And he's still not very familiar with the different cities, definitely. Barely acquainted with the City of Tomorrow and the one with the jungle, this one is... really dark. Common sense would tell the regular man to leave, but Scott's no regular man. He's braver now, and better, and exploring is what a hero would do--

"Ah!" Or, well, should do, because something wet pushes against the back of his hand and he actually jumps a little.

There's a dog... no, hold on, too big to be a dog. A wolf? This is a wolf?

"... ha?"

[clay_and_truth]

(ooc: I'm kind of assuming Diana's animal empathy/communication would still work, if you'd rather it not, I can re-write.)

The woman who smelled of wet earth and ozone didn't flinch at the sight of the wolf, though it was curious to see one in the city- and alone. But a wolf without a pack was by far not the strangest thing she'd seen here.

"Hello there. You're a bit far from the woods, my friend. You're not lost, are you?" The blessing of Artemis wouldn't compel him to respond if he didn't want to, but there was a... sense that she would somehow understand him if he did, even if it were in the impressions of scent, sight and sound that she was used to animals responding in rather than words.