[Sitting on the wall all night, Alastor definitely sees that. It's enough to shake him out of his boiling mixture of rage, guilt and fear. He jumps from the wall (possibly pausing to scoop Shadow up) and spreads his wings to slow the fall enough that rather than hurt himself, he can take off running.
Something isn't right, and he doesn't believe the bear wouldn't at least let them think their friends had been crushed. That means...nonononono. He'll run to the obstacle course, the most likely place he can think of for an accidental or impulsive death. It's all the optimism he has at the moment.]
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Something isn't right, and he doesn't believe the bear wouldn't at least let them think their friends had been crushed. That means...nonononono. He'll run to the obstacle course, the most likely place he can think of for an accidental or impulsive death. It's all the optimism he has at the moment.]