First Step [Video; public]

[dogwalksyou]

Hello? Hello, yes.

[The dog comes into focus at an odd angle - the communicator is on the floor, between her forepaws as she peers down over it. Apparently satisfied that it's working, she yips in delight, rushing out of view in a close-up whirl of paws and tail and glimpses of an old timber ceiling as she spins in a circle. Then her face reappears, tongue hanging out slightly from her canine grin.]

Hello! I'm the Disreputable Dog. Or the Disreputable Bitch, if you want to be technical. Who wants to go for a walk?

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[dogwalksyou]

[She leans happily into the ear rub, tail thumbing even louder against the deck for the duration, chatters answers happily on their way.]

A whole world for dogs? I shall have to go there too!

No, I'm from a little world. mostly humans, and magic, and a few surprises here and there. The people there just call it the Old Kingdom, mostly. It's a bit out-of-the-way and not so distinctly named, but I do love it.

[She yelps in delight at the alien landscape racing in a few little circles through the red grass, sniffing intently.]

Are you from here?

[routemistress]

[That is a complicated question, and Iris tilts her head at the double suns - one huge and dark orange, one smaller and bright - in the sky, and loads a ball into the chuck-it before answering.]

I was once, aye - though not from this bit, I were from the mountains. Not any more. Not sure I've actually ever been 'ere any more.

I still remember it, more or less, so I s'pose that counts.

[She throws the ball, and Chester breaks out of his eager circling to chase it.]

Ooh, I love worlds with magic, and I really love surprises. Were you one of 'em?

[dogwalksyou]

Oh, maybe a little one. A nice surprise!

[She runs straight through some of the flowers, and promptly sneezes. She points half instinctively when the ball flies, but mostly lets Chester get it, since it's his playtime, frolicking a bit more aimlessly.]