[All right, he won't ask! He's far from the only talking animal here, Mogget has noticed that by now. So off he goes to find the white horses with silver manes. It's... an uncomfortable ride. But it gets him there, or so he assumes. The castle looks rather dark and forbidding.
Mogget doesn't intend to do anything like knock. He'd rather slip in and out unnoticed. He approaches in his cat form first, searching for a way inside. When that doesn't work, he becomes a white dove and flies up to the top of the castle in search of an open window or something of the sort. If necessary, he'll become a trickle of smoke and get in that way. He's discovered that his forms here are really quite versatile, much more like his true self.
Anyway, once he's inside, Mogget wanders the corridors in cat form, searching for the library. He's hoping no one will spot him.]
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Mogget doesn't intend to do anything like knock. He'd rather slip in and out unnoticed. He approaches in his cat form first, searching for a way inside. When that doesn't work, he becomes a white dove and flies up to the top of the castle in search of an open window or something of the sort. If necessary, he'll become a trickle of smoke and get in that way. He's discovered that his forms here are really quite versatile, much more like his true self.
Anyway, once he's inside, Mogget wanders the corridors in cat form, searching for the library. He's hoping no one will spot him.]