"BARFY!" Anon shouts. From within the black mass that resembles the Changeling hives, roughly the size of a small doghouse, the Changelings head pops out of one of the holes. It quickly scuttles out of the hole, racing across the floor before sliding to a stop beside Anon. Its wings buzz the entire time, but it never gets any lift. Its got a little collar around its neck titling it 'BaRFY'.