If anyone was sleeping by the time breakfast was beginning, they were woken up by the smell of cooking. Ahnasha's movement had woken Fendros and he arose feeling fresh. While Ahnasha was cooking various breakfasts, Fendros wrapped his arms around her from behind. "Good morning, Ahna," He mumbled into her ear.

Looking around, Fendros observed that everyone else was similarly refreshed. This was except for Ariel, who ironically for the one who was not a lycanthrope, had trouble getting to sleep. She was kept awake thinking firstly about the logistics of moving her shop, from what stock she would keep to how she would transporting it. The thoughts had progressed to worrying about the infiltration the following day, whether anyone in the pack might be harmed or whether any witches that she was still fond of would be killed. She couldn't tell the time, but she felt as if she had her eyes open in the early hours of the morning.

Fendros noticed Ariel looking quite tired. "Didn't sleep well?" He asked over Ahnasha's shoulder.

Ariel looked up, looking as if it took her effort to do so. "I'll be fine, I just have to take some time to wake up this morning." Ariel replied, dismissing Fendros with a wave of her hand.

Shrugging, Fendros dropped the issue, oblivious to the more severe topic of conversation from last night. Instead, he turned his head to Lorag, who had recently woken up as well. "Hey Lorag, how are you preparing today? I was wondering if you could supervise some sparring between Janius and I today."