Chloe, Clover and open
A voice announced who had come up beside her "This isn't good." Clover said grimly as they approached the scene. Though, as they progressed she was less and less sure she wanted to. The looks of those that retreated were horrified, scared. It didn't bode well for the sight they were about to see.
Maybe there was easier way for them to know what was happening...
A whistle sung from her pursed lips and a bird, a crow named Voltan came down from God only knew where. Votan was adept at lurking in shadows. He was quiet for a crow when he wanted to be and lately he did. The last few days were filled with an electric tension in the air that had him carefully watching over his human friend. When she called for him he came, settling with a puff of wings and an ear splitting caw on her shoulder. "What's happening...?" Clover asked out loud because Chloe was there with them and she thought it rude to speak inwardly. The bird responded with a Click and Whistle and what could have been the sound of a zipper ripping. Clover of course understood what the crow was saying and she halted and as she did so she reached for Chloe to stop with her.
"Wait..."She told Chloe. "I am not sure we should go up ahead. Someone's been killed" Voltan couldn't tell her who it was. Most humans looked alike unless the black bird imprinted their resemblance to his memory and not many were worth it unless they were a danger or a benefactor.