He lamented the possibilities of drifting after her. A ghost contemplating her every manoeuvre. During the conversation, simply departing without her luggage was instantly recognisable as a ploy to avert him from where the artefact really was. She wouldn't leave it behind. There had to be a...
He halted promptly as his journey was forced to sunder. Communicating affirmed conflict to ensue, especially in consideration of who she was. What she was. He had proposed turning to avoid her threat, assert his force. However doing so would only mean faltering to what he loathed. He'd be alike...
Finch, who had drifted into the shadows on order to conceal himself was crippled by a tension which thrived in his veins. Why had she taken it? He'd observed the encounter with those who had entered and the abduction of the artefact he'd just replaced. In a flurry of bafflement, he pondered to...
He couldn't return. Not now he'd betrayed them. With a gracious glance cast towards the converging figures he swiftly located the pedestal. In a frivolous attempt, he managed to return it to its position. The pearlescent gleam from the artefact was almost idyllic as he concealed himself among...
Unruly cascades of ochre fur appeared to drift from his form like mist as he returned to humanity. He'd transformed for the intense journey, as a wolf he was able to fathom energy which at times seemed almost infinite. Bracing himself to stand, his shadowed gaze surveyed the structure. The...