One minute he is getting up and trudging with Sarham back to the village, out of the woods.
The next minute he is... a... quadruped?? And it's dark, and wet, and he is SO confused.
One minute he is getting up and trudging with Sarham back to the village, out of the woods.
The next minute he is... a... quadruped?? And it's dark, and wet, and he is SO confused.
It's dark, although - not that dark, once his eyes have had a little time to adjust? There's most of a distinctive moon lighting up the sky; that's probably why.
It's also wet. Substantially more wet. He's in a river! And much, much shorter than he was a minute ago.
He is... a quadruped on the Earth... and he's not great at swimming! Ack! Swim swim swim! Where is the shore!
It's over there! Not terribly hard to get to; there's a much steeper bank a ways out from the actual waterline.
Swim swim scramble scramble. Climb? Oh he's got claws. Are those going to help at all.
They help, yeah! Up on the bank, things are much drier, and between the weather and his fur he's not too cold despite his drenching. He's in a forest.