[Toboe struggled to his feet, walking over to the bride and sitting in front of one of the walls, growling at the blood-painted symbol there before nudging the animal below it with a whine. He had liked the city, even when it threw him into the scary dreamworld or made him act out so angerily, but he didn't like the people doing this. He looked back at Mihai, his ears back, waiting for the old man to come look.]