Fatima suppressed a soft laugh. She'd been given instructions not to set things on fire plenty herself. But her abilities with fire were something she'd decided to keep on the down low for the time being. No point in showing all of her cards. Especially when they already had a fire person on the team.

Team? Squad? Coterie? Whatever.

As it happened, she found the walk quite enjoyable. It was nice not feeling fenced in. And the green was certainly a welcome change of scene. Her mother used to take her to the redwood forest when she was a little girl. She hadn't been back in awhile. Now she was remembering how much she missed that.

And her mother.

Nostalgia was set aside efficiently and abruptly when they came upon the first signs of life. Businesslike, Fatima knelt down by the trampled brush. She bit down on the inside of her cheek until she tasted blood. "What did this?" she asked. She made it sound like an idle question, thought to herself. But she was actually asking the plants.

They whispered to her.

Probably unnecessary, though, when she felt the vibrations start. "Shit."