Shane walked along the outside of the Xavier mansion, staring up at it, amazed by the sheer size of it. This place was gigantic, and Shane wasn't sure if it ever ended.
The crunching sound of shoes on snow caught his attention and his head jerked around, eyes searching for the source. It was a girl, about his age, apparently in a bad mood. She looked very sad and distressed. Maybe she felt out of place.
Stepping forward to try and console this new girl, SHane froze when he saw two more people run out to join her, trying to do the very same thing. Meeting a new person was hard enough, but meeting them in herds was nearly impossible.
However, curiosity got the best of him and Shane felt a tugging urge to know what was going on. In his mind, he created an image of a crow. His skin began to change, feathers sprouting painlessly. In moments, an average crow stood where Shane had been standing. It flew inconspicously towards the group, landing and pecking at the ground.
SHane listened intently, eager to know why the girl was sad.