[Likewise, it takes Mabel basically no time at all to head out. She...never wears clothes anymore. What's the point when you're covered in feathers and your wings make it impossible to wear sweaters? There is no point. So she's definitely there before the shiba, and starts chirping happily when she spots him from her street lamp perch. It takes only a moment to flutter down, finding the back of a bench to stand on now instead.]
Hiko!
[Over here! The pink harpy with the too big wings and golden feather crown.]
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Hiko!
[Over here! The pink harpy with the too big wings and golden feather crown.]