[ at some point or another, maya returns to shadowdale again! she's starting to look pretty beat up. she's walking pretty slowly and frankly, a little strangely. but she's in one piece! and her leg's so clear you can see right through it! ]

[ wait, what? ]

[ well, something's sure up with that left leg. in that it's not really a leg anymore. it's made of pure glass. and it's a little cracked. that's... not great. it doesn't look fun. maya herself doesn't look bothered but rather, preoccupied. she seems to be looking for something, and she scratches her head and tilts it in your direction. ]

Heyyyy, have you seen any styrofoam or bubble wrap around here? Or like a glass cutter or something?

[ hm. ]

[ hey, there's a wolf here! it's got a glass leg, which might tip you off, and is looking pretty scuffed up. but it's soft and fluffy and approaching you slowly. a registered service animal!!! because, let's be real. at this point, you probably need one. ]

[ if you look particularly sad, it puts a paw on your arm or puts its head on your lap and looks up at you in that cute way dogs do. pour out your feelings to this canine friend, dispense therapeutic pets, or just make use of its fluffiness to put yourself at ease. it's here to help. ]