Paws for Thought [Sasha]

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Ok, how had this happened?! One moment he was out picking things for Gauis and his disgusting remedies, the next thing that he knew, he was looking up at the trees as though he had shrunk! Merlin looked around him; there was no one in sight – just the birds and the breeze. Great. Here he was stuck in the forest as a midget. Well smaller actually.

All Merlin had done was go out that morning looking for whatever it was that the physician needed. Bored and wondering what other horrors Gauis had instore for him when he returned, Merlin knew he'd much rather be polishing some armour or shining a button on Arthur's jacket, than spending his morning stalking around the forest for plants.
Next thing he knew he could feel something heavy slam into him, and then darkness. Coming around, Merlin had thought he was just lying on the ground, but found he couldn't stand. Well he could, but it was a funny kind of standing, as though he were crawling rather than...

Wait…

He looked down and studied his hands – THAT WERENT THERE! – Instead two black paws replaced where his hands should be. Oh no…

Merlin looked over his shoulder, that wasn’t exactly a shoulder, he could see a TAIL! No, no this wasn’t right. There was no way that he could’ve…that someone had…he craned his head around to try and look at the tail more closely, but ended up chasing it around in a circle. It was useless, not only had he shrunk in size but he was also an animal. And judging by the things that he’d already seen, it appeared that he’d turned into a puppy, and a small one at that. All he needed now was a mirror just to check exactly what kind of one he’d turned into – but Merlin was pretty sure that he was a puppy all the same.

“Gauis!” he called in the hope that this was some kind of joke. The name didn’t come out sounding like a name at all, it sounded like a bark! “Gauis!” he tried again, but still there was a bark sounding in his voice and no actual sign of the physician himself. Not that he could’ve got to the location where Merlin was as fast as Merlin himself had done. In fact he had no idea as to why he was calling Gauis at all.

He plonked himself down on the grass and sighed to himself. Great. He was alone, he was a puppy, and he needed to pee!

Tagged: Sasha Tiberius
Setting: Forest, morning
Notes: Puppy Merlin!

[Sasha]

It was just another short walk through the forest on the wide, leafy path Sasha followed routinely everyday. She knew it by heart so fortunately it reduced her chances of getting lost in this... this wilderness. Sasha would not like enjoy that, no matter how beautiful it was. She wasn't exactly too far away from the castle of Camelot, but it was a good distance. She never liked to stray too far, in case such a situation arose where she needed help she wouldn't be very far away.

If she were mugged, or maybe worse, by bandits then the distance wouldn't matter. It would still hurt her. So you could say she really hadn't thought it through very well. But she may as well take her chances as long as she enjoyed herself, right? Well, it was noon and it was breezy out. Just the way Sasha liked it, so she was not about to miss it. It was what made her feel good, especially nowadays since Arthur had admitted he loved another woman. These nice walks made her think less about it. Plus she had who seemed to be the greatest servant in Albion! Nicolae Jacob.

Sasha Tiberius wasn't really paying close attention to what was straight ahead of her on the brown path, possibly because what was there was so camouflaged against the shadows of the trees her eyes glazed over it. But as she got closer she looked harder until she could just make out a tail, floppy ears, and a square shaped head attached to a small black body. The Camelotian noblewoman knew exactly what it was just by the anatomy of the tiny creature. It was a puppy! She hadn't grown up with dogs that frequently, but when she had she'd enjoyed them incredibly.

So instinctively Sasha just wanted to hold the pup. Slowly approaching the little dog she tried to seem as friendly and calm as possible, feeling like an animal could read her body language and become scared by different signals. What was a puppy doing in this part of the woods though? Had it gotten lost? Was it from a nearby feral dog pack? She'd never heard of feral dogs in Camelot, but there was always a first time for everything.

She squatted down a few feet away from the black dog pup, of whose breed she was a little unsure of. Perhaps a Labrador Retriever? She recognized the square anatomy of the head. She reached out her hand slowly so the dog could get her scent, not that it wasn't carried on the breeze.

NOTES: SOOOO sorry about the late reply! Muse was really low! Also, could we have it right in between S2 and S3?