"Then help me understand how to do it!"

"I do not know how to do the Milorme abilities, I only know how to shift because I can do basic shifting, although it hurts and feels unnatural. I'm not very good at explaining either."

Griz looked at her mentor, who was semi useless at this point. "Try to explain the teleporting thing then, or whatever you want me to try."

"I am young, just less than ten millennia young, and foolish, too, the ones we are meeting are more experienced than I. Teleporting is difficult, I had only just learned it when I got imprisoned."

"Young?"

"Yes. Those we are meeting are much, much older than I."

"How old?"

"Around a hundred millennia plus, the youngest may be ninety millennia. The oldest will be around one hundred and fifty millennia."

"Wow."

"We are low in number, but live a long time."

"A very long time..."

"Indeed."

Her mentor, for up to this point, stopped. "I am no longer your mentor. These may be harsher than I."

Griz nodded. She looked at the circle of twelve creatures like the one she was standing next to, there was nearly no cover, just the odd tree here and there. She took a step forward, and looked at her old mentor, who just nodded, she took more until she was in the center of the circle, the creature who had been her mentor stepped in and stood next to her, taller then she was.

There were murmurings, all in the same language, her brain turned them into English automatically.

"I can see the species in her."

"Yes. So can I."

"Her skin comes form us, I'm not sure where the wings came from though..."

She'd forgotten about the wings. She had grown so used to them that she had forgotten to remove them, she thought about them vanishing, and they soon did. That created more murmurs.

"Ah, the wings must be an extra she added on..."

"Yes. Yes."

"I wonder what she has been taught..."

"So do I..."

"Show them Griz, not the big wolf." The creature she had become to know whispered into her ear. She closed her eyes and turned into a tiger, then a horse, then a bird, the creature they had ridden here, she shrank, she grew, before turning back to her normal self and added the wings back on again.

"She seems to have mastered the shifting."

"Yes.."

"Yes..."

All the yessing was starting to annoy Griz, but she tried her best not to show it.