Raksha followed the hawk up to a school, where she had to morph ino her human self, because a white tiger was not common in these parts of the area. She watched from behind trees and such, with a quiet grace of a cat. She was sure to be spotted hiding, because by a dark tree, her pale white skin was bound to be seen. She couldn't hear the conversation of the people, as she was a ways off, but she noticed the hawk was listening. Soon they began to point, look and seem to talk about the hawk and she became interested. When one of the ones from the group decided to follow the hawk, sshe shifted, stayed to the shadows as much as possible, and tried to follow quietly. She followed him pretty far, and then she stepped on a dry stick - typical for her - and it snapped under her wieght.