After gaining a good idea of her bearings, memorizing her surroundings perfectly, from the trees heights to where each were positioned, she decides to lay a trap, just in case the humans manage to get to the forest instead of freezing in the unrelenting blizzard that was currently taking place. Spreading her wings wide, she takes to the sky again, though stays low to the tree tops. Circling around, she heads to the edge of the woods, where the plains merged with the pines. Starting there, she allows her feathers and several strands of fur to detach from her body, so that they too appeared to be snow due to the quantity that rained down from her body. She didn't have to worry though, because as soon as they were gone, they were replaced by new feathers and fur.<br/><br/>Each feather was a death trap in waiting. Sparkling and beautiful, though quite deadly, if one of the humans picked one up it would change from soft and delicate to spikes that would spear straight through their flesh as easily as a hot knife cuts through butter. And the fur, which elongated as it fell, tangles within the branches and tree trunks, creating a web that was nearly invisible to the naked eye. Only if seen in the right light at the right angle, would it give off a slight silver sheen. Human bodies were weak to it, walking in to a web was a mistake. It was sharp, and would cut any who dared to step into it to pieces.<br/><br/>She continues along the edge for about half a mile, making a wide enough margin just in case they went off course by a little bit. Once Xerxes had finished, she turns towards the mountains, continuing the procedure of dropping feathers and fur, but not as much, because as much as she hated the humans, she would feel slightly bad if one of the animals of the land happened to get caught in the trap. That was not her plan in the least. She wanted the humans who were following to feel her wrath, and know that they weren't dealing with the usual escapee of the labs. No, they were dealing with a rarity of it's own, one much smarter and deadly than most. But she knew the one with them was also different, strong. In a way, his scent had reminded her of herself...<br/><br/>And, if he was like her...than why was he with them? Why would someone like him want to subjugate themselves to anyone as petty and pathetically weak as those humans? It made absolutely no sense at all. Shouldn't he be like her? Trying to be free of them? Once again she catches herself thinking pointless thoughts, and with a quick shake of her head rids herself of them, for the time being anyhow. No doubt if she saw him again she'd start thinking the same things all over again. Right now she needed to focus. She might be out of the labs and the compound, but that was just the tip of the iceberg. She had much further to go.<br/><br/>Now facing the mountains, she calculated that she would reach them in approximately thirty five or so minutes if she continued at the speed she was moving. Despite the winds that blew and the snow that fell, and being able to travel quite easily through it, that did not mean it was not a hindrance. The cold made her lungs hurt slightly, and the muscles that worked hard to push through the bellows of the blizzard were pushed to their max strength. She knew that she couldn't keep this up for much longer. So she had to hurry, and rest. Because another confrontation in this state...would mean she was going to get caught. And she wasn't about to let that happen.<br/><br/>But, even with the best of planning came miscalculations, and about half way over the forest, she knew she couldn't keep up the pace. Her body wasn't at peak performance due to the drug that was still coursing through her veins from that scientist. Spotting a clearing by a lake that was frozen over, she spirals downward, landing with a billow of snow, her legs nearly giving out, but she catches herself, and transforms back into her human form, before falling over. Her chest was heaving, her breath coming in quick gasps, and it felt like every muscle in her body was on fire. But she couldn't remain like this. She knew that she had to move out of the open, or risk being found. However, she couldn't get very far once she had gotten to her feet. Leaning first against a tree, she then climbs it, resting upon a branch high above the ground, leaning against the trunk.<br/><br/>Groaning, she does the only other thing she could think of, and allows her body to change at an even deeper cellular level, her skin rippling and then becoming transparent, so that she vanishes from sight. The only thing that was left were her tracks, but they were soon enough covered, a very faint outline left behind. Closing one eye, she allows her body to rest, gaining back energy as she sat there, hoping the traps would keep them long enough so that once she was okay she'd be able to leave without having to bother with them at all.