Magnet is pretty on top of things, it's true; he already knows who's wearing that big rock fursuit...shame he can't really convey it properly to his rockheaded person, but hey.

It's definitely a dice roll herding them toward other Sleepers, but seeing as Magnet is a dog and has never rolled dice in his little omen life...


Varian?

Manabu picks up on the echo between the crunching and rumbling of this creature's plodding gait, feeling his heart skip a beat as he stops. That's...a lot of young voices. He is not leading a monster to a pack of kids that is stupid.

"Ah! Uh!" And other halfbaked noises spilling like spaghetti as Manabu holds up his arms to try and halt progress. "Wait! Wait--bad call. Sounds like there's a lot of people this way! We gotta, gotta find you a safer place, you know?"


Magnet stands at the corner looking toward the pack of kids in one beat, then at his person and the Variant on the other and just.

Grumble-whines.