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[wingenvy]

Is there really nothing we can do except wait while people are out on these drafts? I hate not being able to help like this. It's so... [Depressing? Disheartening? WORRISOME AS HELL? Yeah, all of the above.] ...Man. I just-

[There's a sudden clatter and a startled, "whoa!" before a prolonged pause.]

...Huh? What are you doing here...? Hey!

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[Hearing first the padding feet, then picking up on the wolf's scent, Baldr goes absolutely nuts. Yammering incoherently in what would normally be an excited explosion of barks, he jumps up from his position as Hope's body-pillow and runs to the door.

Hope, meanwhile, had been in a sleep-deprived, sulky sort of reverie. Until the dog's leaping up causes him to fall backwards against the wall.]

Ah-! [Lifting a hand, he rubs at his head in annoyance before slowly rising to his feet and padding to the door to open it. Baldr's tail smacks his legs repeatedly in the midst of excited wagging. Hope sighs, trying to push him away.]

Calm down, Baldr.

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[wingenvy]

[That sounds like quite the ruckus. Zack and Daisy exchange vaguely concerned looks, then Zack leans into the door.]

Everything okay in there?

[Lightning has... a puppy, right? Not an insane killer attack dog?]