Damian was on patrol as normal, running along rooftops and stopping the occasional cat from getting stuck in a tree. It was a full moon, so his senses were heightened more than usual, but he'd learned to control his shifts when he was in the League, more than most elders could do. Rubbing rainwater from his hair, he got distracted by hearing a faint distress call from what sounded like a pup, a young one at that. Immediately calling for assistance from his father, Damian was on his feet in moments, going to look for the pup- and finding them in a dead-end alley crouched under some cardboard. "First time shifting?" He tried to speak in a comforting voice, crouching down beside them. "My name's Robin. I work with Batm4n. Do you know where your pack is?" He reached out a hand to offer out an umbrella to them.