The black panther leapt lightly into a tree, claws scraping bark as she reached into a hollow and gave the hiding student a tap. "You didn't scrub the scent properly."
She dove into the lake, poking a mermaid hiding in the weeds. A flurry of bubbles followed. "Your tail makes too much noise."
"Good disguise skill, but you look way too tense."
"Maangmaangs don't show up in bushes."
"Rock mantises don't screech that off-key."
"You made eye contact and bolted. Automatic fail."
"Nice stealth, but you didn't flatten the grass under your feet."
It didn't even take ten minutes for GodDraw77 to tag over a hundred students.
And she was holding back. No skills. Stuck to panther form the whole time.
The scent in the air changed again.
Nine o'clock. Only one student left.
That shiny little owlet.
GodDraw77 split off a shadow clone, sending it back to handle the rest of the class while she focused entirely on finding that smug brat.
