"A pack-- a herd?" Dinah made a face. "Of ponies with, like, three monkey heads, and paws, roaming in the park, tearing the place up. Ripping trees out by the roots, throwing park benches... We spooked them into stampeding, and we tried to follow them back to wherever they're coming from, but..." She shrugged helplessly. "The fog was just too dense. Lost them. And a pack of human-sized lizards. They're getting really aggressive, Arthur, they went for us the second they saw us."