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[bb_wolf]

Who: Bigby and anyone silly enough to be out in the mountains
Broadcast: No
Action: In the deep, wild parts of the planets where there is the promise of giant, fierce animals.
When: Any time after planetfall is made.

Normally, his skin doesn't chafe so much.

He knows it's because of the lack of options. There are places in the city he can shrug it off and be himself. He can always catch a cab and go out into the forests. He knows he can get out if he wants or needs to.

But here, he can't. The ship is literally not big enough for him, he would struggle to fit in the corridors, let alone his cell.

But this planet, this is like home. Not Fabletown, but the Homelands, his father's lands, where the winds cut to the bone and the snow is so thick that it reaches his belly as he walks through it.

He sets off on foot out of town, dressed in his usual slacks and shirt and tie with the concession of having rolled down his sleeves. It's cold, but it only has to last until he gets out of sight.

Because out of sight of the population, he strips and then he claws his way free, a nightmarishly huge form of black brown fur that quickly lopes off in search of prey. He's already communing with the wind spirits, trying to prove he's one of them, that they should help him.

You can try and catch him on his way out of town, before he shifts.

If you're game, you can find him out in the mountains. Maybe your hunt team makes the mistake of thinking that thing is prey.

((OOC: If you want to hunt Bigby, please message me to work it out, but he won't be aggressive to anything vaguely sentient. Anyone lost in the snow can be found by the giant mostly friendly wolf.

Action spam welcome, but I didn't want people trying to read a block of tiny text.

Spoiler pic for TWAU showing Bigby's wolf size and another one.))

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[dancingmd]

[Making himself smaller helps, though her tone is still cautious.]

See anything interesting?

[bb_wolf]

[His eyes open a bit more, massive gold yellow shapes in in the shadows.]

It's been interesting. Taking in everything. Straddling dangerous wilderness and fragile civilization.

[dancingmd]

Are you from the fleet then?

[bb_wolf]

... yes, I am. We haven't met before.

[dancingmd]

[Unsurprising. She hasn't been her usual social self of late.]

I'm Dr. Crusher. SS Blue Fish.

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby's not social. At all.]

Bigby. Bloodsport.

[dancingmd]

[Bloodsport. Robin's ship. As irrational of a reaction as it is, thinking about him does make her uncomfortable.]

Well Bigby, I promise, I won't be here long. I just needed to get away for a while.

[bb_wolf]

You don't bother me. I came out here to avoid the screaming and pitchforks and torches.

[Might be a joke. Might not be.]

[dancingmd]

I promise there won't be any of that from me either.

[There's a pause and then:]

You can join me, if you like. I was just going to have a quick bite to eat before heading back down.

[She sits down on a boulder near her pack, no less wary of Bigby, but willing to give him a chance.]

[bb_wolf]

[There's a huff form the shadows, something like amusement.]

I think I'll scare you if you see what I am.

[dancingmd]

[Her answering laugh is unnaturally bitter, for her.]

Oh, I think I can handle it.

[bb_wolf]

[He huffs and then steps out of the shadows slowly, long snout emerging, hints of flashing, white fangs and then paws bigger than her torso pushing into the snow. Yellow eyes watch her, full of sharp cunning and intelligence.]

Then you are brave.

[dancingmd]

[That she is. Still, there is a sensible amount of fear there: she can see full well that should he want to, he could rip her to shreds, and she would have almost no defense against him. However, there is nothing like the malevolence she felt from Tek, and she doesn't make a habit of judging someone by their appearance, so she doesn't move or so much as flinch when he comes out of the shadows.]

Stubborn, I think, is the word most people choose.

[bb_wolf]

[There's no malevolence. He's too old and frankly too grateful for a chance to get out of his too small skin to even pretend to be evil.]

Mm. There's a fine line. You remind me of someone I know in that regard.

[dancingmd]

Oh? [She raises an eyebrow.] A friendly someone, I hope.

[bb_wolf]

I suppose? She's my boss, technically. Though she was my deputy for a while, recently.

[dancingmd]

Deputy? Are you law enforcement then?

[She reaches into her pack for her lunch: water, salted meat, and some sort of pretzel-type bun. Ripping off a piece of the jerky, she offers some to Bigby.]

[bb_wolf]

Sheriff of a small community. Usually it's not hard work, but recently, I needed another pair of feet on the ground.

[He settles down, half in the shadows, but less huge and menacing pose, then shakes his head. One, it was little more than a crumb to him. Two...]

I've eaten.

[dancingmd]

[Beverly nods. It was more of a symbolic gesture than anything, really.]

Oh? What changed, if I may ask?

[She tucks the meat into a crust of the pretzel and takes a bite, chewing thoughtfully while she listens.]

[bb_wolf]

Someone left a girl's head on our doorstep. I'd met her earlier that day, being slapped up by an idiot I know who refused to pay her.

Then another head turned up. Another dead girl.

[dancingmd]

[Beverly's eyes widen and she drops her food.]

That's horrible! Why the hell would someone do that?

[bb_wolf]

[Really, Bigby knew, but he didn't understand. He was okay with no understanding that.]

Well... turns out that the guy who killed the two of them did it because he was ordered to by someone he was scared of. And the surviving witness knew they girls would just disappear, so she stole their heads and left them where she knew I'd find them, so I'd know to investigate.

[Lily, Faith and Nerissa. Two dead, and one... Who knew.]

[dancingmd]

[Probably about the best reason she's ever going to hear for leaving a head on someone's doorstep - it's gruesome, but understandable. The witness was no doubt worried they'd be next if they notified Bigby through more... traditional methods.]

Did you catch them? The person who ordered the deaths?

[bb_wolf]

Yes. The guy who killed them died and the head honcho is locked in a cell where he'll never get out.

[Never. And Fables live a long, long time.]

[dancingmd]

That's good.

[She suppresses a bit of a shudder.]

Those poor girls though.