by Danarth » Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:44 pm
Idly, Daniel's paws would dig and claw into the dirt as he watched the woman as she worked her way down the line, watching her examine each of the other animals along down the line. He noticed that she seemed to be able to respond to the other animals despite the fact they still made the various different animal noises. This was one of the first pieces of good news he seemed to have since he arrived in this bizzare place. He watched as one of the very small creatures that had joined them, a bird, changed from her animal into the wing hybrid form, watching as maid clothing appeared from the strange collars they all seemed to be wearing. He had never seen such a piece of technology in his experience, so there were clearly a great number of odd things about this world that he still had to learn. Watching as the bird girl as she tweeted about, sounding like a bird until the green skinned woman restored her speech for a moment before she seemed to turn back into the bird, he then wondered if he would have been able to do the same with his own transformation ability at some point, although right now the thought was moot. He still had no control over his abilities.
As his turn in the roll came up, he would look up at the green skinned woman for a moment, taking the moment to examine what she looked like up close. Another piece of this strange puzzle fell into place as she spoke out was his name on the 'roll call' was. Horo Gleason. In the blink of an eye, he would feel the woman grab his collar, feeling the strength of her grip with belied her size. One more, the wolf portion of his brain would flair up, reacting to what it precived attack. Forcing the instincts down as much as he could, but he was unable to prevent some reaction from his wolf instinct, the hair on along his back would flair up briefly and he would bare his fangs at the woman. The green skinned woman would be the third person to make some mention of him being a male, this was one of the most confusing things he found people accussing him of. He sat there and listened as she admonished him for his contact with Roberta. He listened to her mumbling but none of it made much sense. After she released her grip on the collar, the wolf instinct would begin to settle a little and he would turn his head to watch her wander down the line. When she stepped out in front of the line of animals he would watch her still, listening to the words she spoke now, none of which made much sense to him.
After the last words, which would seem to be a dismissal of all the gathered animals with the exception of the bird girl, Wilma, he would consider what to do next. He had finally gotten a more solid clue as to who he was here, the name, although on it's own the name was useless but it was a clue to begin with. He brushed his paws against the sports field for a moment and thought. He was clearly already in a fair amount of trouble since he seemed to have two demerits against his name already and had been threatend with detention, though this was probably utlimately preferable to be neutered, so approaching the dragon lady was out of the question, even if she seemed to be the only one who could communicate with him in this form. The only other link had now knew with his life in this strange world was through the blonde haired girl whom he could only imagine was the person referred to as his 'owner', so he would wait till the end of the day until she had finished class and he assumed would come and find him. Perhaps she could shed some light the accusations of being in a male form, on his new surname and maybe even these strange things the dragon lady had been saying about the feral rate. He looked at the bird girl, Wilma, once again, noticing the rather sorrowful response she gave to the order given to her by the green skinned lady. The compassionate side of him flaired up for a moment and he made note of the girl's scent. He decided to try and go later, see how the girl was doing. For the moment he would stay at the sport's field and examine the other animals who had come, as a way to pass the time until the end of the day or until someone tried to move him along.