The warehouse has a sense of calm growing in it, right at the edge of sensation. The hounds are now in a pack together, one of them whimpering, another scrambling at the floor, and yet another just placid, head tilted and eyes up at Ben like an Akk dog.
The struggle has eased since it was only him and them at risk, although there's still a conflict of wills.
He approaches them carefully, and they back away, towards the cages at the back.
Feeling Ibani's presence in the door he speaks gently.
"Any chance you can find something to fix those doors?"
He doesn't like it, the cages are too small. But he doesn't have any other ideas.
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Date: 2020-08-23 09:51 am (UTC)The struggle has eased since it was only him and them at risk, although there's still a conflict of wills.
He approaches them carefully, and they back away, towards the cages at the back.
Feeling Ibani's presence in the door he speaks gently.
"Any chance you can find something to fix those doors?"
He doesn't like it, the cages are too small. But he doesn't have any other ideas.