Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-39025738-20200102143210/@comment-33229352-20200102155938

The Big Three and Shiloh were gathered in the throne room of the abandoned castle, deep in conversation. Suddenly, the Eagle's head snapped up. She scanned the room, then stood and looked out a window.

"What do you sense?" the Jackal asked, watching her intently.

She spun away from the window and started gathering her weapons. "Deity. In the forest. Moving fast."

The wood nymph sprang to her feet. "Who?"

"I don't know!" the Masked One snapped.

The Hyena started out of the castle, his battleaxe over his shoulder. He wanted to beat the others to the deity, maybe get a message out. The Jackal, however, was hot on his tail, daggers in hand.

In a whirl of leaves, Shiloh transformed into a melanistic barn owl and flew out of a hole in the ceiling. She soared over to the forest, trying to listen.

The Raccoon was sleeping in their hammock by their work station, snoring softly.