Masters of Shape-Shifting

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    Little thread I decided to start :/
    The Masters are a group of people who can change into a certain animal at will. They are trained to fight using swords and their fists. So yeah.

    "Impressive, all I have is my jacket," Sabra unzips her jacket revealing 45 knifes, one stood out, a green one with a slim blade.

    "Smart," she smirked. Then she chuckled. "The only thing I have that is remotely cool about my sword are the beads I tied to it."

    "I like your sword," Sabra grinned.
    Two people in hoodie crept down the alley.

    "Thanks." She then held up a pocket-watch that was hanging around her neck. "This is the only other thing i own, well, except for my clothes."

    The gang pulled out clubs.
    "I think cardboard boxes are not water proof, its a waste of time to build a cardboard house and it gets rained on," Sabra smiled slightly.

    "Heh, it's the best I've got," she said, she froze and looked around. "I could've sworn I heard something..." She whispered.

    "Gotta go..." Sabra walked around a corner and transformed into a bird before flying off.
    The gang turned around the corner Sabra turned ariund and saw nothing.