The girl-wolf and the soul-wolf come to an abrupt halt, paws skittering a little through the leaves. The sprawled goat gets a concerned glance from Coromotto, then he turns his attention to Peter. It doesn't feel quite right, him addressing Peter directly, but Daine can't talk in a shape. Needs must.

"Peter," he says quietly, tail wagging. "It's all right. It's Daine." He glances down at Daine, smaller and rangier looking than her dæmon, then back to the goat. "I'm Coromotto."

Introductions made, Daine risks stepping up to Peter, ears forward and tail wagging to indicate she means no harm.