1st Bark [Action] because who can read anyways journals are useless etc

[dogboy]

[With the influx of New Feathers, no one's probably noticed this boy rolling on the ground trying to bite his wings. In the snow. With only those bare amount of clothes. And failing. S'hard being a human.

Once he finds out he can't though, he's reduced to being cold and miserable and sticking by the edge of the forest near the school because he sees all these humans and does not want to interact with them, so obviously the best way to go about this is to wait until it's not so light outside and then go look for someplace warm. And to stay away from those people. Yes, perfect.

The journal's pretty much abandoned beside the tree he's pressing against in some effort of being warm there is a reason he has never gone any place cold in his canon and that is because he is 1. under-dressed for it and 2. from a tropical island. Good luck trying to talking to him or anything though, because he's pretty distrustful of anything remotely human.]

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[antlioncyclone]

You can send a message to one person directly, too.

It's more like a videophone, even though it's shaped like a book.

[dogboy]

[... Well that makes sense yes. No it really doesn't.]

There's only one world. [There had been two, but someone blew it up in a fit of rage.]

[dogboy]

What's a videophone?

[dogboy]

[Y u p and for safe keeping he'll just... Slip it on. Uh huh. That way no one can steal it. Yes. Perfect plan.]

Like where? N-Not that I'm going to follow you, but it'd be good to know warm places for when I find my brothers.

[wannabolt]

See, that's what I thought until I came here, but all signs point to other worlds. This place sure isn't in Equestria, and I've talked to loads of people who come from places I've never even heard of.

[It's one of those cases where you have to suspend disbelief. She shakes her head.]

If I were you, I'd just roll with the punches. Makes things a lot easier.

[antlioncyclone]

A device in my world - a camera records the image of a person, and a microphone records their voice. And a screen displays another image, and speakers emit another voice. Two people, using videophones, can speak to one another and see the others' faces across great distances.

[mythmaker]

Hmm...there's a restaurant not too far from here, I think, if you're hungry. Or there's a place for newcomers to sleep.

[She looks around her. Yes, she could definitely find the bar from here. She knows that place too well.]

[dogboy]

[yyyuuuuup he doesn't get it. but it's probably one of those things you have to see to understand anyways, so while he's bothered by the fact he's too stupid to get it no one's pointing it out.]

... Okay.

[dogboy]

[You said the key word. Hungry. Hungry and whatever that rest-thing was meant food. And food's always welcome.]

Fine. You can lead the way. To the food.

[dogboy]

[Well, on one hand you're more trustworthy than any human because you're not one and thus he can concede a little... But on the other hand, seriously?

To be fair, it's not the weirdest thing he's lived. Try being a three-headed dog in your pastlife.]

So no questions?

[antlioncyclone]

It's easier to just see how it works.

[And there's the book in question!]

[mythmaker]

Right, right. It isn't far, Chien.

[So off she goes! She walks a little slowly, but she knows where she's going, at least. But conversation must be had.]

Do you mind if I ask how old you are?

[dogboy]

[Let him just retrieve it then, flipping it open and-- holy whoa there are things on these pages. And the further he flips back, the earlier it gets? He guesses? From the numbers decreasing, anyways. Look this is like a magic spell okay, there is nothing like this back home.]

Wow. What's all this?

[dogboy]

[Fine, conversation will be had as he trails along after.]

Don't know.

[mythmaker]

Is that so...

[Well, that's certainly...confusing. At least she's not going to pry! She's not that kind of person.]

Hmm, what do you think you're going to want to eat?

[antlioncyclone]

[Pointing at things! He covers the basics and goes to some random voice entry, showing how it plays the recording.]

hey hey hey watch your mouth that is a forbidden word

[fideliter]

[ Roll away? She's taking that as a fat joke but she is going to let it slide because she can't be sure, considering she doesn't know the way this boy usually speaks. Maybe it's just weird dog terminology. Consider yourself lucky this time. ]

It looks as though you need someone right now! You are out in the cold with little clothes on — I cannot just ignore that.

[dogboy]

[Well that is fancy and cool. He'll definitely use the video and audio, but the writing's far out of his league.]

I don't think there was anything like this on Naraka... It looks easy enough.

[dogboy]

Something meaty.

[Two-word answers are the best answers.]

oh i'm sorry /overweight/

[dogboy]

[Buwhahahaha.

... God why is everyone so kind to him WHY CAN'T THEY ALL JUST HATE HIM LIKE NORMAL PEOPLE DO. this group especially - even if they're avatars they're just so... friendly.]

Close your eyes and go away.

[mythmaker]

My, my...that does sound good right about now, doesn't it? What kind of meat do you like best?

[Still leading him along.]

[dogboy]

Any kind.

[mythmaker]

My, you don't have a least favorite type, either? That's...impressive, Chien.

[Oh, look. More buildings. Some of them probably smell like food, and they're close...!]

that's not allowed either. anything pertaining to weight is not allowed!

[fideliter]

[ Because they are nice people and Chien should learn to realize this okay. ]

I cannot do that either.

[dogboy]

[Oooh, impressing people! He likes that.

He likes the smell of this place too. Don't mind him just sniffing the air okay.]

My brothers and I weren't picky eaters, since we lived on our own in the jungle [Thaaat is really nothing to be proud of but yes, this is why he doesn't have least favorites. He couldn't afford to have them.]