038 (Voice/Video) And, all the while, coyote keeps on singing....
[There's some scratching sounds on the microphone and what to human ears will sound like a frustrated dog's growling is actually Gabriel swearing and trying to urge HIS NEWFOUND PAWS to operate the controls on his journal. After a moment of cojoling, the video clicks on and there's an EXTREME CLOSE-UP OF A PAIR OF AMBER EYES AND A SNOUT... And then Gabriel hops back, revealing... A coyote. Sitting in a chair, tilting his head at the camera.]
...Honestly? I was kinda expecting a lot worse.
[Now watch as he realizes that only the fraction of the Barge that is currently animal in nature actually understands what he just said. HE CAN ONLY BE ANNOYING TO A SMALL PORTION OF THE POPULACE.]
...Honestly? I was kinda expecting a lot worse.
[Now watch as he realizes that only the fraction of the Barge that is currently animal in nature actually understands what he just said. HE CAN ONLY BE ANNOYING TO A SMALL PORTION OF THE POPULACE.]
SPAAAM.
A normal coyote would stay pinned and slink away when it was sure it wasn't going to get EATEN BY THE GIANT WOLF. Gabriel, unfortunately, had a reputation to protect and the benefit of being stronger than the average coyote. He went down under Harry's weight and immediately snapped his jaws up to get a tight grip on his throat, snarling.]
SPAAAM.
Here's hoping Harry's experience with fighting as a wolf gives him a sliiiight advantage. Not likely, but he can hope. He hunches his shoulders to protect his throat and tries to bite Gabriel's head.*
SPAAAM.
That's enough, both of you! What's the matter with you two?
SPAAAM.
That's enough, both of you! What's the matter with you two?
SPAAAM.
He drew first blood!
SPAAAM.
He snuffs in annoyance and backs away just enough to scratch his ear without hitting either of them.*
He hit me first.