Anelise, oblivious now to the imminent danger that she was told about in the meeting, was walking about in the woods, her fur lined mocassins leaving her tracks in the snow. Bandit, ever faithful at her side, left his own normal tracks behind him. Their breaths fogged in the air before them, not one of them tired in the least.
She eventually stopped at a point close to the Menoa tree, her thoughts straying from the peaceful ones of being in a forest once more. She had healed physically enough, since she was braving the cold by being outdoors now, but memories of her trial still echoed in her mind... especially those memories of Joseph. Much like with Bandit, she could now match a sight to a memory, a touch, a sight. And while that was fantastic itself, she still wondered how the others did in their tests.
Anelise surely didn't feel any different, or more powerful. Did she actually succeed? Or was there more that she just wouldn't expect? Maybe there was one way to find out... She unfastened her cloak and set it on the ground, spreading it out as she set herself upon it, and sat cross legged. Closing her eyes, she then set herself to concentrate... but on what?
That was a puzzle if she ever heard one. Her eyes snapped open with a slightly aggravated sigh. Luc had said that they would be able to turn into cats, or a cat, were they successful. But for someone that had only "seen" two cats in her life, that narrowed down the visible choices, but not all the possibilities. What if there was something that she didn't know about the test?
"Maybe I should have asked Lar for direction," she murmured to herself. Bandit's tail swooshing against the snow answered her.
The cats that she had seen were the forms of Lar's goddess, the mother and the warrior. It was obvious to Anelise with cat was the warrior: the larger one that attacked the black creature fearlessly. And she, now also a warrior of sorts, could be on the same level as that cat. Maybe that one was the one, the one that Joseph was so fearful of?
Despite more questions as to why that was flooding her mind, she closed her eyes again, now with a more definitive goal. In her mind's eye, she saw the way the cat gracefully stepped through the foliage and into view... the way it carried itself as it stalked the dark creature... it's fur, eyes, tail--
A tingling sensation spread over her and disappeared as soon as it came. Bandit whined, surprising Anelise into opening her eyes, and seeing a gray dog at equal level with her. Another wave of surprise came over her, making her jump up with a mrow! Her wide eyes darted all around her, taking in the snow covered ground and trees, her own dog sniffing the air in between them carefully, her own paws...
Wonder replacing her fears, she experimentally picked up a paw and set it back down on the cloak. The individual digits spread out slightly as it once more supported her weight. Entranced, she repeated the action, then took a step forward. It reminded her of crawling in a way, only she didn't have long legs. Keeping a slow pace, she continued to walk forward, off the cloak and onto the snow, which wasn't as cold to her now. At least, not as cold as the nose suddenly under her tail.
Startled with the unfamiliar action, she turned around quickly, lost her balance since her tail was tucked close to her, and fell over-- not so gracefully. She saw that it was just Bandit smelling her, which gave her relief... but did he honestly have to do it right there? She shook snow from herself, surprised with how easy the action was, and watched her pet dog draw close to her. His nose worked as he sniffed her, and Anelise found herself smelling him right back... His fur smelled like the earth, and like her, plus with his own unique scent. She couldn't quite put a finger on what it was, but it was from him, and it comforted her.
Bandit was as much her child as he was her helper, and she would protect him at any cost to her. She blinked, realizing that was the mountain lion's natural instict just then. Maybe if she followed the lion's instinct a bit closely, she could have the more simple actions down in as little as one afternoon. But then she found herself loathe to turn back to her normal self. Not only did she have her sight, but her other senses were sharper as well.
He barked a few times, then bounded ahead a ways, turning back and putting his head playfully to the ground. She now recognized it for what it was, and rolled over onto her paws. She stealthily snuck forward, her paws testing the ground beneath her before slowly putting the rest of her weight on it. Certain she was close enough, she stayed in place, body tensed for "attack".
Bandit jumped up and started running around certain trees, Anelise following suit. The chase was on!