AND I'M BUILDIN' A FIRE ━ JOINING

[size=9pt]Metaphorical brows shoot up. Suddenly, Moon wakes from his haze, and stumbles backwards as if he's actually been shot. '--Or do I just have to worry about lions?' "Ouch." He wasn't expecting personality. Maybe this won't be so unbearable. "No bears or tigers. No Wizard of Oz, either." There was nothing like a casual pop culture reference to make him feel slightly less miserable. "We got weirder, though." He continues, and, slowly returning to the land of the living and stable, the corners of his mouth start to lift up, shifting into something that's both warm and mirthful. "Dogs with antlers and some weird fuckin' owl-cat thing. Could name a couple who've got powers, too. Dunno' what lab they came from-- too scared to ask, but you--" He says, tilting his head to peer at the cat. "Where'd you get your magic, pyromaniac?"