Shauna had remained behind to assist the leader of the photography club reorganize things, after the other students had departed the room. The instructor was a friendly sort. A teacher who actually seemed to enjoy working with a younger generation who shared their passion for photography. There was talk of the members of the photography taking a trip to Sacramento to expand their horizons by visiting a couple photo galleries in the city. And hopefully get the rare opportunity to take scenic photos of places that weren't confined to the small town of Beacon Hills.
Parting ways with the teacher, after the room had been locked up, Shauna headed one way down the stretch of hallway as the teacher walked the opposite direction. Reaching her locker, Shauna unlocked and opened it to lighten the load of her messenger bag. It was then that she caught the sound, one that sent shivers through her and had the teen freezing in her stance. It was the unmistakable sound of someone in pain, which lead Shauna to drop her things as she turned to scurry down the hall toward the direction it sounded like the painful cry had come from.
"Stiles." Shauna voiced with a heavy breath as she neared the two figures. Her friend instantly recognized, though the man pooling out blood was someone she hadn't seen before. "What happened?" Inquiring as she sunk to her knees beside the injured Derek.
While she didn't try hiding her magical ability, Shauna didn't actually display it openly. It was something she rarely used within the public eye, but she wasn't about to let an injured person suffer in agony if she could help ease it. And from the glance over she gave the man who looked like he'd been attacked by a wild animal, he needed healing, and quickly in her view.