The minute I looked back, I frowned.
Welp- there went my expectations for this little group.
It seemed some of the 'veterans' had used the leftover 'newbs' as meatshields and- just- really?
At least they weren't useless, useless- since they were able to take down the other wolf without me but that really wasn't saying much.
I did a double of the surroundings, my hand tensing and untensing as I ignored the icky feeling of cooling blood dripping from my fingers.
I tried to stroll over to assess the damage but before I could so much as take a step.
"Leave them. If they can't even walk they won't make it through the rest of the copy."
Welp. That there was our 'insider'.
'Guess I shouldn't have expected anything else huh, Light?'
{Look again, Little Lord. Not all humans are dissapointments.}
"The hell man! Why did you throw them in the way? At the rate we're going, by the time we reach the objective's task point it will only be four people left!"
Huh, judged too quick again, that right there was another stranger of the 'veteran' group, this one had an interesting quirk, I mean- redundant as most of that group were strange in one way or another- but this one had eyes of crystal akin to diamonds.
And not in that- 'wow pretty, pretty eyes ya have there'- I mean diamond, diamonds- like the way they reflect light in patterns of pretty fractal pieces, that kind of crystaline eyes.
I hadn't noticed before because of the others of the 'bus group' distracting me and blocking my view of the guy but aside from his eyes he really was a pretty ordinary, overlookable, late 20s looking- guy. White, dirty blonde hair, only weapon I could see was a set of knives at his belt that he'd used when the wolves jumped us.
"Yonder, you are still unused to the Inifinite Worlds after all. This place is live or die, sink or swim. If they can't swim, we are not obligated to save them."
Oh, Pretty-Eyes is Yonder, good to know. But you're really not helping your case mister 'insider' man.
Having said that, 'Mr.Insider' started to walk away again and wow- the others, by that I mean the 'veterans' and uninjured 'newbs', just followed him?
/Wow, Little Lord. Are you the only one here with a brain?\
I gave a mental nod to Blank's idea and gave my current options a good- two seconds- of consideration.
Let's see;
a) I follow this group of uncaring- mostly- idiots and likely have to help them out again at no benefit to myself.
Or
b) I go off the 'beaten path', so to say, and follow that third wolf that the group apparently hadn't seen running off after the ambush, even that 'Mr.Insider', and maybe find out what my Bestiary can do.
'Quick vote team?'
A quick mental message was sent and returned with vague feelings of agreement and exasperation.
{/<'B all the way!'>\}
And with that, the decision was made.
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Sneaking off from the group to follow the third wolf was surprisingly easy to do. Just reducing my presence to the level of one-with-nature and letting the group move away did the trick.
And after making absolutely sure that we were alone, I nudged the rest-
'Hey. Let's try that shapeshifting Wildling-or something- title, I think the owl form would be really useful for tracking and moving around in this snow.'
{Dark. You're up.}
/Can we change up the roles? At the rate we've been dealing with shapeshifting and bloodline related traits, I'll end up busier than Light. But finnnee- I'll do my job.\
I felt a shift within my body as a force within my blood and mind worked together to activate an instinctive ability that was hidden within me.
My body deformed, the flesh compressing into itself, bones shrinking as they moved about and hollowed, body hairs growing and transforming into feathers, eyes enlarging and enhancing.
When it was all over, taking merely seconds, though it felt longer; all that was left where there had stood a teenager was a weirdly proportioned snowy owl, not yet fully grown into an adult of the species at its current 22 inches (56~ cm) in height but having an abnormally wide wingspan, for its' age, at 54 inches (137~ cm).
The owl blinked its large rounded eyes, golden in color and molten in pattern, taking a minute to reorient itself.
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