~ TARKYN ~
Within his beast, the world was separate. Something he viewed, rather than experienced. But there was a moment as his beast got closer to the basin, that Tarkyn was pushed closer to the surface.
His beast had caught another scent. Similar to the one they'd caught at the lagoon when they first arrived. Something odd—animalistic, and yet human. Something different. Not Anima. Not a Chimeran shifter.
Harth thought the scent they'd caught at the lagoon was one of the Creatures—those poor souls whose bodies were stuck somewhere halfway between a human and an animal. She said some of them had come through the same gateway as the rest of the Chimera, including Harth. But they hadn't seen any of them, so Tarkyn wasn't sure.
But when he crossed the trail of… something and his instincts alarmed, he shifted back to his human form for just a moment.
