Oh, when I read the scene where he's at the pound, I thought they'd already surgically removed Sirius' dangly bits :( So I was ENORMOUSLY RELIEVED to keep reading and find out that it hadn't happened yet.
The predators had never seen a dog transform into a man, and Sirius, after a well-aimed kick at the bigger one, transformed back into Padfoot.
This cracked me up - I can just imagine those poor foxes getting the shocks of their lives.
It was a somber trip, emphasized by the fact that the man was playing Chopin's Funeral March in his car.
And this cracked me up too, in spite of the sombre tone. *pets poor Sirius*
The predators had never seen a dog transform into a man, and Sirius, after a well-aimed kick at the bigger one, transformed back into Padfoot.
This cracked me up - I can just imagine those poor foxes getting the shocks of their lives.
It was a somber trip, emphasized by the fact that the man was playing Chopin's Funeral March in his car.
And this cracked me up too, in spite of the sombre tone. *pets poor Sirius*
Excellent fic!