video(/action?)

[techno_shaman]

Bark!

[Oh, hi there Vatheon! There is a cute little white wolf pup looking into the screen, occasionally pawing at it. She pants optimistically and wags her tail, but whimpers immediately afterwards and hangs her head. Is there anybody out there...who wants to play?]

Arf!

[Because Sera would really like to play.

See? She can make bubbles with her tail! Pretty watercolor bubbles in a pastel rainbow of colors.

For those who can see supernatural things, they'll notice that Sera's striped with mysterious blue lines. For those who can't, she looks like a normal, white wolf.]

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[donotcomprehend]

[Oh, good. His next guess had been Serph, because of the lack of marks and lack of slobber on his face that a Cielo-puppy would be sure to leave but this reaction is even more proof of why it couldn't be his leader.]

Is there anything you need? [Need can be reinterpreted to want, if she stretches it. In other words, make him play with you, Sera.]

[techno_shaman]

[That's a good question.

Yes. There is something she needs! She trots over to the door leading outdoors, and begins to rub at it with her paws.]

[donotcomprehend]

[And Gale opens the door without question- mostly because he probably wouldn't get the kind of answer he wanted if he said anything.]

[techno_shaman]

[Sera celebrates Gale's kindness by running around energetically, sometimes in circles. Look at all the beautiful plants, and trees...and smells. So. Many. Smells.

Gale, you've got to come smell this flower.]

[donotcomprehend]

[He's pretty sure he doesn't. But if Sera remains in one spot for too long, then he'll be approaching her to check what's up.]

What is it?

[techno_shaman]

[Flower, Gale! Flower! This one right here, she'll show you-

...

Uh oh. She's pulled it out of the ground.]

[donotcomprehend]

[....siiiiiiigh.

He'll be taking that. And, after a moment, seeing if he can tuck it behind her ear somehow. There, Sera. Now you're a pretty puppy.]

[techno_shaman]

[She seems a little uncertain (and feels very guilty) until the flower is secured into place. Wanting to see what it looks like, she paints a puddle on the ground, and looks into it like a mirror.

Gale gets two thumbs -- or paws -- up for his handy barrette work! And the flower's plucking will not be wasteful either. It's hard to control the canine urges in this form.]

Arf!

[donotcomprehend]

[Paws up doesn't exactly communicate the same thing thumbs can, but she still looks pretty happy anyway.]

Try not to pull up any others.

[They've put a lot of effort into this garden, after all.]