Chapter 2: Hunting
Prowling about one day, while looking for supper, I heard an oddly familiar noise. One I hadn't heard for a long time, but unmistakably, an airplane. Curious as to why a plane would land so deep in the forest and how, I made my way toward it. When I arrived at its landing place I saw a black thing resembling a plane, but I couldn't remember the name for it. From my vantage point in a tree near by I watched a few cubs…err…*kids* walk out with a few small packs followed by a… blue…thing carrying a backpack, wearing glasses, and holding a small, but thick book. As I waited for the wind to carry their scents to me, another walked out lugging his own pack, looking pleased with his surroundings. Almost as if he were familiar with them. The ramp closed behind them as they began moving through the forest, following the furry blue creature along a path of dirt.
As I followed them, I absently began to think of how hungry I was. No food all day yesterday, had given me quiet an appetite. Getting the information on the odd herd, I noted which one was sick. Keeping pace silently behind and in between bushes, I kept my eyes on the one I wanted but was wary of the last one, the one that was keeping an eye on everything. They stopped at a clearing and the sick one wandered away; waiting till he was out of the others sight, I pounced on my victim roaring my victory as I flew through the air to land on his back. I wanted to make quick work of him and get out of there before the rest of the herd came. But that just couldn't happen.
Logan…
Exiting the jet, I was surveying the area when I had a faint glimpse of running through here, a long time ago. Our group moved towards the forest, I could sense somthin' not right. Sniffing as I walked revealed nothing dangerous; but I still kept a close eye on everyone as Hank read to the kids that were his students. They were studying plants, I was along cause everybody else had made excuses and I had wanted sometime outside anyway. Kristina was right behind Hank listening intently to every word he said. Rubey was listening to her iPod. And Lane was just walking, but something was up. Just as I was about to ask him what was the matter we reached a clearing filled with multiple plants. Hank sent everyone off to study individual plants and take notes, while he and I looked on. A few minutes later, I'd just about fallen into a doze when a panther screamed triumph not too far away; in the direction Lane had last been seen. Before anyone else could do anything, I was there. The panther was about to deliver the death blow when it caught my scent. It did an odd thing for a panther; it froze for just one second. In this moment I realized two things: 1) This was no ordinary panther.
2) Lane sick.(Could be the reason he was attacked)
The second passed and the panther seemed to make a decision; fight. It lunged at me roaring its fury, releasing it's claws, it went for my gut. Forgetting what I'd just figured, I roared my own challenge. "Sknit, skint" seeing my claws made it more leery but it didn't seem frightened. Instead it looked as if it welcomed the chance to fight an equal.
Hank…
As Logan and the panther fought I moved Lane away and applied the proper bandages to his wounds. Lane was also a type 1 diabetic; I was preparing his dosage and stole a peek at the fight. It appeared that they were well matched; but as I continued to observe I came under the impression that that panther was in fact no panther. It came to my notice that the eyes were in fact very human. Meaning the panther was a mutant. Coincidentally a transmission from the Professor had only just been received, stating to 'A mutant's animal side was taking control of her near their current location and they were to bring her back at once.'
I sent one in return stating that
'It seemed to be her who found us.'
Returning to Lane I was about give him his medication when a sharp pain on my wrist caused me to freeze. The mutant had her mouth clamped tightly on my wrist. Hatred clouding her unusual silver blue/green eyes. She was breathing heavily from the fight and her hind leg was bleeding profusely from a wound inflicted by Wolverine. Finally I had to release the vial, she bent down retrieved the syringe intended for Lane and ran off.
"Logan, the Professor just told me that she is a mutant needs help, and we are to bring her back with us as soon as is possible."
"Yur tellin' me. I'll track her down and let'cha know when I found where she's at."
