The Balladeer must have some sort of power she doesn't know about, but that's just as well, if it's helpful.

The Park, she suggests. It's open - maybe too open - but if those dead folk are after other people... she lifts a forepaw and sets it down in the canine equivalent of a shrug. And more of my friends will be there. That might be a more sheepish admission under different circumstances, but right now, they could use all the allies they can get.