Lily was confused by Isabeau's comment, unsure why she was surprised Lily would come after Adam. She was equally confused by Isabeau's sudden choice to refer to Adam as a female. "I am not sure as to what you are referring. However I will say this, Adam will be leaving with us, as will you. Whether you leave here alive or dead depends on your c-" Lily stopped speaking mid word. All of a sudden she felt the urge to return to her physical form. It was as if some force was gently yet insistently tugging upon her spirit. It was immediately clear that Isabeau was attempting to influence Lily somehow with her talent, a talent she knew nothing about. Lily found herself regretting not probing Adam about Isabeau, and once again made a mental note to speak with him on the matter regarding not studying fellow members. Isabeau was clearly using her talent -what ever that was- on Lily, and the effect was subtle yet severe. The gentle tugging mixed with Lily's own fear of being away from her physical form for too long and created within her mind a desperate need to return to the safety of her body. It started as a small tugging but quickly grew to the point her own paranoia dwarfed what ever Isabeau was trying to do. Lily's eyes raised to look at her physical form, still within sight and still upon the horse. She looked back to Isabeau who seemed much calmer all of a sudden, though it was difficult to tell in the light. Lily once again looked over to her own body and noticed her horse seemed to be distressed for some reason. A quick glance over to where Ren left his horse showed his horse was also becoming distressed. Something was upsetting the horses, and Isabeau's sudden calmness was proof enough she was responsible somehow. Without knowing exactly what her talent was capable of the sky was the limit with what Isabeau could do. The sudden shift in the horses temperament caused more panic within Lily's mind as she began to imagine all the terrible things that could happen should the horse her body rested on decide to take off or buck. She knew Isabeau was doing something and that there was more than likely no danger, however the logic did not calm her. She needed to return to her body and she needed to do so as soon as possible. Lily pulled back the hammer of her pistol, hopping the action would cause Isabeau to stop what ever she was doing. It did not, and it really would have made no difference as Lily's own mind had turned against her. She needed a plan and she needed one quickly. Seeing her threat through seemed the most obvious option however despite how serious she attempted to sound while saying it she had no desire to kill another human being. The next obvious choice was to simply wound Isabeau and then immediately return to her physical form. Once back in her body she could retrieve her second pistol and go after Isabeau again after yelling to Ren who would already have been alerted by the gun shot. The gun shot. Lily's eyes darted between her own horse, Ren's, and the one which carried Adam. Though her pistol did not fire using black powder it still made an extremely loud sound that would most likely echo in the clearing. The horses were already agitated, if she fired her gun they would most likely take off at full sprint. Lily could return to her body and calm her own horse but the horse that carried Adam would be long gone by the time she calmed her horse and returned to Isabeau's hiding spot. The chances of finding Adam in the woods at night before a wild animal did were highly unlikely. She could call out to Ren, but in her current state of mind that option did not conclude in a preferable outcome fast enough. A million ideas flew through her head from the unhelpful to the absurd. She was quickly becoming more panicked and her desperation to return to her body was reaching its' peek. She began to scan the area, taking in all the information she could to see if there was anything she could use to her advantage, or perhaps some detail she missed that might save her. [color=39b54a]-- The type of trees around -- the slope of the mill's roof -- the style of Isabeau's dress -- The forest was oddly silent -- The feminine nature of Adam's naked form -- Isabeau's horses were calm -- There were exactly 42 fireflies in the clearing -- Odd sound in the distance -- The colour of the mill's siding -- Isabeau referring to Adam as a female -- Faint disturbing smell carried on the wind -- Fresh hoof prints leading away from the mill -- [/color] [color=fff200]-- The feminine nature of Adam's naked form -- Isabeau referring to Adam as a female -- -- Isabeau's horses were calm -- [/color] Everything clicked into place. Adam was in reality a women, and Isabeau's horses were calm in the face of what ever was frightening the other horses. They would not run. Lily lowered her pistol to point it at Isabeau's right thigh and fired. The silence in the forest was broken by as the air pressure in her pistol was released creating an ear piercing bang as the gun fired fifty needles into Isabeau's flesh. As soon as she fired Lily willed herself back to her body. The pistol her spirit like form had been holding fell to the forest floor. Lily awoke in her physical form in time to rein in her horse who as predicted was panicked by the shot and sprinting at full speed away from the source of the sound. She calmed her horse down just as it was about to pass the mill and pulled her second pistol out.Taking a deep breath she yelled out to Ren. "Ren! She is out here! Hurry! She has Adam with her!" Lily made to give chase but when she realized Ren's horse, also scared by the gun shot, had long since disappeared into the forest she stopped. At least one of them needed to be on horseback and Lily believed Ren to be the better rider. Acting quickly she led the horse so it stood outside the front door of the mill and quickly dismounted. She immediately took off running at full speed, heading straight for where Isabeau was hiding. The various pouches and the instruments within clanged against each other, filling the clearing with a sound reminiscent of the brass section of an orchestra falling down a flight of stairs. [color=39b54a]As she ran she heard a voice call out to her though the loud clanging of the items in her pouches obscured the voice too greatly. Assuming it to be Ren, Lily did not slow down and continued as fast as her legs would carry her to the hiding spot of her prey.[/color] Lily exited the clearing and crashed through some buses, pistol raised at the ready.