They watched. One of the Men walked past, and touched the Dog on the head. The Dog stuck out its tongue and rolled over on its side.
"I can do that," Ger said excitedly. He started to flow into the shape of a Dog.
"No, wait," Pid said. "We'll spend the rest of the day thinking it over. This is too important to rush into."
Ger subsided sulkily.
"Come on, let's move back," Pid said. He and Ger started into the woods. Then he remembered Ilg.
"Ilg?" he called softly.
There was no answer.
"Ilg!"
"What? Oh, yes," an oak tree said, and melted into a bush. "Sorry. What were you saying?"
"We're moving back," Pid said. "Were you, by any chance, Thinking?"