~ SASHA ~
Sasha didn't let herself hesitate. Not when Nick's calls became more urgent. Not when the shadows under the trees became discernible human forms. Not when Nick swore and started after her.
When she got within a few feet of the trees and she could finally make out detail of those in the shadows, she found a crowd of females, all dressed in some strange hybrid of Chimeran and human clothing—some wearing leather or fur leggings, with flannel shirts or thick fleeces. Others in clearly authentic fur jackets paired with jeans or motorcycle pants.
Sasha didn't let herself think too deeply about what it meant that these Chimerans looked like they were dressed as an afterthought, she rolled her shoulders back and headed straight for the female who stood a couple feet ahead of the others who spread out behind her like she was the head of the arrow.
