Cordelia
"I have one of the lightest shifts here, I think." Aside from Diemos's flying shifts, of course. Something they could use if he wasn't busy creating what they needed for platforms. "I can go off a little ways to see if I can find some birds or something." Meaning that she would be less likely to be detected than the others. Quickly shifting into the form of her fox, pausing briefly to wind around Noah's legs before hurrying off, paws barely a whisper across the sand.
She keeps an eye out for any vultures or whatever else she can find. Cordelia stays low, using what cover she can of the few scruffy bushes to sneak along, darting between them and what few outcroppings of rocks there were scattered through the sands.
Cordelia shifts into a fox and goes hunting!
She keeps an eye out for any vultures or whatever else she can find. Cordelia stays low, using what cover she can of the few scruffy bushes to sneak along, darting between them and what few outcroppings of rocks there were scattered through the sands.
Cordelia shifts into a fox and goes hunting!
I don't want to waste away
I want to live another day
I want to live another day
