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[maraudingmutt]

[If you happen by the beach you might notice something running along the sea shore - a large black dog, more specifically. Every now and then, the canine would stop, look around. . . and offer a little bark. . . Before continuing it's trek down the beach, occasionally nipping at whatever creatures got into it's path playfully.

This dog, however, was not really a dog at all. . . Nor was he feeling quite as cheerful as his playful actions may have implied. In fact, more than anything. . .He was feeling quite lost. This wasn't hardly Hogwarts, that much he knew. . . Nor did he know of any place quite like this in the vicinity of Hogwarts. . . The climate was tropical, after all.

Not quite understanding how he got here, who brought him here or even what manner of people resided here. . Sirius had therefore judged it best for him to remain in dog form. In fact, he'd likely just play off being a lost stray until he could get some idea of where he was and how to get back. He also hadn't failed to notice his wand was missing, which left him at a bit more of a disadvantage.

If this was someone's idea of a practical joke, even he was finding it unamusing.

It was after some time of running about aimlessly that he found himself in a place that seemed almost like a small town, various shops and what seemed to be apartment complexes appearing before him. He continued padding his way through town, black tail swishing back and forth uncertainly as he approached a fountain before curling up in front of it. He was getting tired of walking. . .and it appeared it was too late for much of anyone to be out and about - at least from what he could tell thus far.

For now, he decided that in front of the fountain was a good place to wait until perhaps others were about for him to get some further information.]

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[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{He emerges from the path to the beach, looking considerable more rumpled than normal in the heat. He's carrying his school robes, tie, and sweater, even having undone a few buttons on his shirt.

Relief crossed his face the moment he realizes there is civilization on the island, but it returns just as quickly when his mind begins scrolling through all the possibilities of what the town could be like, and how many ways they could attempt to kill him if they found out what he was.}

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[. . . You're likely not going to be there long before a familiar bark reaches your ears. The black dog that had been curled in front of the fountain immediately jumped up once he'd seen you. . .and was now bouncing around the area happily, tail wagging. . .Before making a bee line for you. . and jumping on you with another cheerful bark.]

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

Padfoot!

{He'd recognize you anywhere of course, even if he is trying to get you back on the ground he's happy to see that you're here. He would have been more comfortable with James, but beggars can't be choosers.}

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[He's going to nip playfully at your hand before sitting down in front of you, his tail giving a feeble, uncertainly little swish. He'd like to turn back to talk to you. .. but he couldn't be certain no one would see him through a window or something of the like, so he's just going to tilt his head to the side and give an uncertain little bark. He'd like to know what the hell was going on here.]

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{He gets the picture even without actual words. You're being cautious for once, something he's not entirely familiar with, and he almost wishes he could turn into something at will so he could be better off as well.

He knows, however, that if there's a problem you've got his back.}

Not a clue, mate.

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[He looks annoyed at this answer, one ear flicking back as he gives a bark, runs around you in a circle. . . Then bounces a little. Whether or not this seriously means anything. . . Who really knew.]

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{He' raising an eyebrow at you.}

You know bloody well I can't understand that much. Have you looked around a lot?

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[He glanced towards the path coming up from the beach, pawing at the ground. . Then ran to the fountain, where he'd been before. It was his way of showing you as far as he's gone. . . But after a moment, you're going to hear a loud splash as he's now wading around in that fountain. Seemingly with no particular reason. . At least not until he comes bounding out of the fountain, stops right in front of you. . .


. . . and shakes.]

[marauding-wolf.livejournal.com]

{He's scowling at you before just dropping his spare clothes on you and flicking his wand. They were supposed to bundle you into a knot, but instead it was just a rather nasty tangle. He frowned, thinking that he should practice it a bit more.}

Now I'm going to smell like wet dog if I have to meet anyone.

[twice-promised.livejournal.com]

[--That was one huge dog. Maybe it belonged to someone who just appeared too?]

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[He's going to lift his head from his paws as he notices you, offering a happy little bark. Comeandpetme?I'mfluffyy~~]

[twice-promised.livejournal.com]

[Ohai. Uh... idk. petting large strange dogs doesn't seem like a good idea ;;;]

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[His tail is wagging though. This is clearly a friendly puppy. He's going to tilt his head to the side when you don't come closer and offer a little whimper.]

[twice-promised.livejournal.com]

[Maybe.. moving a little closer at least]

Are you lost?

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[He's going to stand now, one ear flicking to the side as he hesitantly starts to approach with another little whimper.]

[twice-promised.livejournal.com]

[Oh no, the vicious puppy is now charging]Ah-..

[Eh... um... pets behind the ears?]

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[He'll be nudging into that petting, his tail wagging.]

[twice-promised.livejournal.com]

[.. a-aww ;;]

[deillusional]

[This sight might be something that pings you as slightly more familiar--there's a young girl with a white owl perched on her shoulder headed in your general direction.]

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[His ears perked forward as he saw you heading his way, jumping up and chasing his tail with a happy little bark before looking your way, his tail wagging frantically. Yourowllookspissedthere.]

[deillusional]

[Ithappens. She's never heard of animals getting stuck here by themselves like people do--well, unless one counts Mikage. But he's a special case in more ways than one.]

You're by yourself...? [Since you seem friendly enough, she's going to extend a hand to you. For its part, the owl is going to tilt its head, watching you curiously. Much like Uri, Mukuro's feathered namesake can also tell you're not normal.]

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[He pays no attention to the owl, instead moving a little closer to sniff your hand. . .Before beginning to lick it, his tail resuming it's frantic wagging.]

[deillusional]

[Mukuro ruffles his wings briefly, in a sort of owl version of a shrug, before shifting on Chrome's shoulder as she leans down to pet you more easily. Odd that you're running around like that, but so long as you mean no harm to Chrome, the owl isn't particularly concerned over it.]

I'm not sure I'd have room for you if I tried to take you home, though...

[marauding-mutt.livejournal.com]

[The dog just tilted it's head to the side as if trying to figure out what you're saying. His tail stopped wagging for only a split second. . before he suddenly bolted off as if he figured something out. A few moments later, he's going to be dragging a rather large tree branch and dropping it at your feet. . . And just staring up at you expectantly. If he knew this branch was entirely too large to play fetch with, he gave no indication of such, bouncing a moment before giving a playful little bark.]

fff latetagislate

[deillusional]

Ah- [She blinks, staring at the branch a moment before a solution comes to mind. Chrome holds her right hand palm up, and you might notice that oddly-colored flame coming from the ring there before a tennis ball materializes into existence. She'll be throwing it for you instead.]