Sean had gone out for his daily stroll, this time as a big black horse. He liked walking around the city in that form, saving his cougar for when he needed to be a predator. He had a bag strapped to his side that carried some clothing for when he shifted, in case he ran into anyone.
He hadn't expected to see Desmond pop up by the spire. Sean ran over to get closer to Desmond before he shifted. He got dressed quickly and made his way even closer. "Desmond?" He'd seen the man a few times during his life on the island so he was easy to recognize.