She’s not sure whether it’s a comfort to know that the noise was not just in her head or not. Actually, no. It is not comforting - she quickly decides - when she hears it again. She would rather have imagined it, rather be hearing things and a little crazy than have to face the idea that their peace could be in jeopardy.
Agetta moves to stand closer to him, brushing her pale muzzle against his cheek and gaining strength from the contact. Fear pulses through her but it is not overwhelming her yet. There is still hope - they just need to get away from whatever is making that noise, and then they will be safe again. “Yes, let’s go.”
And then it comes again, closer but from another direction. Her head snaps towards the new direction as her heart begins to race in earnest. She shifts fully then, but instead of transforming into the familiar and favourite shape of a snow leopard she becomes an eagle and rises above with a few powerful strokes of her wings. From there she can see movement - two figures coming from opposing directions. Even with the powerful sight of this animal she cannot focus on their shapes - they appear to be made of darkness and though one is sleek while the other is hulking, they move towards Garbage in perfect unison.
Her heart sinks.
She swoops down and calls out - only just managing to keep the panic from her voice. “Run! To the west!” And she rises so she can keep an eye on their pursuers and call out directions as needed, desperate to keep him safe above everything else - already calculating her chances against both figures but still hoping they'll give up after a short chase. She will not let this peace be taken from them.
@[garbage]