Howls...? Wild dogs?! He turned a corner and took in the scene.

There was a dog, he thinks. But it's all metallic. Cute, too. But that takes a momentary backseat to the fact that there definitely were shadows getting at the little guy. What the FUCK were shadows doing here!?

And why the FUCK was that dog callin' up a persona!? What was anything anymore?!

He hefted up a nearby bike left abandoned, muttering an apology to the unseen owner before he wound up and hurled it at a jibbering hablerie looking to take a bite out of doggo. May as well friggin' wing it!