She was experienced in this sort of thing, and would be an experienced tracker. The water that layered the street was something of a blessing, I suspected. Even as it slowed Amy down, it meant there weren’t tracks of mud or anything for Siberian to follow.
For once it’s helpful!
At worst, there would be clouds of muck stirred up by Amy’s footfalls, and there was little enough sunlight that I wasn’t sure how much of it Siberian would be able to see.
I mean, if the tiger aesthetic is actually something their powerset is going for rather than something they made up to explain the stripes, low-light vision is not far-fetched.
I waited, tense, as Amy ran. I felt the darkness roll over the bugs I’d gathered on and around her, and crossed my fingers that Siberian didn’t have any tricks up her sleeve.
Of course, even low-light vision won’t help against Grue’s darkness.
Needed a way to communicate with her. Shifting a small group of bugs onto Amy’s right hand, I felt her shake them off.
Oh yeah, given Amy’s acute life-senses, spelling things out on her skin might work.
I tried again, and she left them there. I moved them gradually, until they were gathered on the tips of her ring and pinky fingers. She moved her hand to the right, and I shifted the bugs to her middle and index fingers.
So you’re making them act like a sort of compass towards where you need Amy to go? Neat.
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