JD wandered the forest dreamily, naturally quiet steps carrying him along like a phantom. Occasionally he’d cross paths with a victim, but none of them had sparked his interest yet. Honestly, he’d be perfectly happy to simply observe the game; the shaking, panting prey groping through darkness as though they might still escape were far more interesting than he’d expected. Humans were always so determined to live, so unaware of how weak they were. He liked the way their tears made clean tracks on their dirty faces. It stirred something in him. Not empathy, but something.
He spotted another member shrouded in shadows a little ways away and trekked towards them. The soft ground masked his approach, and he was able to take up a position behind them without alerting them to his presence. He lingered silently like that for a while, watching them watch the victims, before finally speaking up. “Have you chosen yet?”