<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3f/Monsterpoh05.jpg)<br/><div align="center">Danielle - Oracle (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=344531.msg16258444#msg16258444)</div></div><em>OOC: Danielle has +1 Armor from Ryan, lasting for this scene.</em><br/><hr/>If felt like she was in the tranquil eye of a storm, chaos ensuing against the Weres all around her as Berri and her Prairie Dogs kicked up dust into a weak cyclone in the RV park. The wolves were corralled like cattle by the Prairie Dogs, poked by blunt coup stick, not with sharpened lances like she assumed in her vision. In the images that flooded her mind, she found a familiar face in the pack, the same face had hurled the brick through a coffee shop's window and here he was standing in confusion, not sure if he should continue grilling burgers or escape with his life. He had no idea what was coming to him. Outside of the circle, Danielle spotted the diminutive form of Berri commanding her troops manning a slingshot on the back of go-kart with the very brick that was hurled by the cook. The brick was released, arced above the chaos and was caught by the cook. Then was a flash and a crack that sounded along with it.<br/><br/>Danielle covered her eyes as the flash engulfed the scene. When she opened her eyes, she was in the middle of a cloud of orange smoke. She noticed that she was untouched and unharmed, but the furry bodies around her were covered in a bright orange. The wolves would in futile attempt try to escape only to be cut off by the go-karts causing the fur brother to run into each other. Soon, Danielle was observed by a portion of them to appear spotless in a sea of orange, as if the cloud had no effect on her. As the cloud dissapated, Danielle saw that there was a semi-circle of brightly-colored Weres bowing at her feet.<br/><br/>With an elegant air about her, she squatted before a Were to raise his elongated snout up so that it was level with her face. She scratched behind his large ears and commanded,<strong>"If you don't want the King of New Orleans to find out about your crimes, then I suggest you pack your things and leave this RV Park, for you have overstayed your welcome. The Archivist sends his regards."</strong>