"I can't say I know," Ariel said, shaking her head slightly, "Sabine's always a bit difficult to read. I love her, but I know her place is with the pack, and my place is here. That's something she'll have to accept if she hasn't already." Ariel shifted so that she was sitting up against the wall on her bed. Ariel leaned her head back up against the wall, but rolled it to the side to look at Lorag. "Has her behaviour changed since I have been around? I heard from Meesei that she was just as shy, but..."

Fendros lay on his side facing Ahnasha. At her comment, he smiled and ran his hand over Ahnasha's stomach. "I don't care, you still win my beauty contest, Ahna."

In the next room, Janius looked up from his book for a moment. "I'd say she'll fit in. She's getting along with the locals after all." He took a deep breath through his nose and looked down at his book again. "I don't think she really needed to worry, she could have settled down in any city. This one though, it's nice. Out of direct danger, not so xenophobic, not to mention a beautiful place. Short of Morrowind and Black Marsh waging another war, I'd say this is a good place. What do you think?"