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To say that Shaheen was a little bit pissed off was an understatement. She had put her trust and faith in Medea, had followed her into that human infested hell hole of joy and laughter and giggling spawn of filth, had told herself repeatedly that it was for the good of the clan, that they would get what they needed, that it was all just a means to an end.

This was not the end that she'd had in mind. No, in fact, it was quite the opposite of the end she had in mind. Medea could take her "all paths" and shove it, because this was absolutely the most degrading experience ever, being reduced to nothing more then animals in a cage, ones that were to be let out for "educational purposes only" or some god damned nonsense.

Needless to say, the woman of war found herself pacing the barrier set up by the bogeymen, glaring at any who might have glanced her way, possibly even baring her teeth once or twice, with an unspoken threat in her eyes. She didn't fear them, not in the slightest. She muttered curses and threats under her breath as she paced, eyes scanning for any weakness in the defenses that were set up around their encampment.

Finally she stopped, for just a moment, staring straight ahead at two bogey's that appeared to be having a hushed discussion about something.

"THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS!" She snarled at them, and they both quickly snapped their heads towards her, shrugged, and proceeded to ignore her, which only further rankled on her nerves.

She was going to find a way out of here. One that did not involve being escorted by bogeys or students, one that did not require going to Amity for their so called "classes". And when she did find a weakness in these defenses...oh there was going to be hell to pay.

Shaheen whirled at the sound of a voice, shoulders tensed and wings flaring ever so slightly before settling back down, though not without a few ruffled feathers. She hadn't heard anybody approach, likely because she had been busy muttering curses and threats under her breath, and the woman's sudden presence behind her startled her.

"Did you have any suggestions for how I might do that?" She raised an eyebrow, and her eyes flickered over the woman in open appraisal. Famine, judging by her bodily structure and her garb. Though she was soon giving the other woman a blank stare down, her lips pressing into a firm line, she couldn't help but feel intrigued by such a bold opening line.

"We might be able to pick off three or four each, but after that I think their numbers may overwhelm us."

Why yes, she had decided that she was going entertain the idea that the two of them could take on the small army of boogey's that surrounded the encampment.