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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 4142928" data-attributes="member: 4936">The red-plumed Annika returns after a surprisingly short time. She fusses with the edge of the poncho, plucking at it with her beak, then half-spreading her wings and nudging them under it... Then, with rustle of feathers like whipporwills taking flight, she resumes her human form. She's clearly had some practice on timing as well, as the posture taken beforehand allows her to grip the poncho as her fingers form and pull it up with her when she stands. From there, she ducks down and pulls the garment on in a single well-rehearsed movement. Even though the performance offered relatively little in the way of exposure...at least from the party's direction...she still seems a bit flustered as she fluffs her hair out a bit and adjusts the poncho on her shoulders."If you have quill and page, I'll draw what I saw," she says. "There was some kind of...wolf, or large dog. I thought it was a statue at first. It's near the river. On the wall."She speaks quickly, as if trying to divert attention from something that had just occurred.</blockquote>