Moonstone Quarry polymorphing

A bark distracted Dune from his plans, and he turned to see a familiar (but not too familiar) face. He squinted, and he would have put a finger to his temple if he'd been a human bean. Instead, he chuffed in her direction and ambled toward her, trying to remember the scenario in which they had met. It didn't take him too much longer to realize they'd had a brief and not quite pleasant encounter weeks before he had joined Moonspear.

The real twist of events was revealed when he took in her scent, which was laced with the rest of Moonspear's. He supposed she must have joined in the last few days, or he would have run into her already. If he had been a wolf to hold a grudge, he would have scoffed at her and turned the other way, but she was pack now. "Meet again," he said, a smile present on his lips. There was a distinct lack of sarcasm or hard feelings behind his words, and Dune wagged his tail.