The crowd seemed to settle only a few words into Meesei's main response. The reaction of the crowd was a momentary cheer. This time, when Meesei moved forward, they parted to give her pack space or walked backwards while facing her. The barrage of questions was more subdued now, but it still hovered beyond reasonable for anyone to answer at once. The slowed pace to the food was somewhat hectic in this way, but at least everyone could grab what they wanted. There was not only native game from the area, but also some pork and eggs on offer. To the side, a few large pots steamed with roasted or stewed vegetables as well as a few loaves of old hard looking bread. Given the way the meat was apparently portioned, the vegetables were necessary to fill the meals out. There were good cooks in the clan, though, so the stock and seasoning in the said vegetables made them smell delicious enough to be worth foregoing a little meat.

Fendros helped to serve a meal for Ahnasha while her hands were occupied and then served himself. He hadn't had eggs for a long time, to he was sure to grab a couple as well as a skillet to fry them, along with some wild board meat and vegetables. All he needed now to complete the hearty dish was some wine, but the rations did not seem to take its luxury that far.

Janius' meal choice was similar to Fendros', though he didn't go for the eggs and decided to try the domesticated pork. He was sure to explain what the eggs were to Kaleeth-Rei. He didn't see any hens in Black Marsh, and in the dim light the larger chicken eggs might have been mistaken for other kinds of eggs. Additionally, Janius found a lamb shank to occupy Leaps while they ate. The little wamasu was excitedly jumping at some people's legs, but stayed close to Janius on his command.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Sabine held on tightly to Meesei's hand. She normally liked meeting new people, but all the questions were just intimidating. She didn't feel particularly hungry, so she put less than a complete portion into her bowl.

Eventually, the pack wandered to what appeared to be an unoccupied cooking fire, but may have just been one that was cleared for them to sit by. Immediately, other people sat and stood around the same fire and attempted to introduce themselves. Some had food of their own, which made things less awkward. Mainly, the questions started to divert towards the orc slayer that all the alphas of Hircine had witnessed in his vision. Clearly, some situations had been exaggerated, but everyone wanted to know the tale from the pack that created it.

"I think we should finally tell the tale, Meesei, else we might be regarded as more powerful than gods by the end of the night!" Janius said across the fire, while playing a small tug of war game with Leaps for the shank he had been given.

"Indeed! It's about time I heard it as well." An older voice sounded behind the crowd that made everyone quiet. The people parted for Oswall, who had his own bowl of food. He stood watching with a smile. With his authority, it validated everyone else to eye Meesei expectantly.

Fendros spotted out of the corner of his eye a couple more people looking down from the mezzanine. Jerrick was leaning against the railing, watching on, and Darahil stood at his side, his posture impeccable.