Fendros sounded a descending and impressed whistle. He had imagined a wamasu to be big and deadly, but if he didn't know better, he would have thought them to be bred for war. Looking to Ahnasha when she chuckled, Fendros saw just how tantalized she had become. No wonder. A challenge like that would be a memorable one. Though, Fendros himself wasn't so enthused about hunting one without finding out more about it. With such a hide as described, he wasn't even sure that werewolf claws would be of any use against it.

Similarly, Janius was interested to hear about the wamasu. He now understood completely what Kaleeth meant when she mentioned that a wamasu was only for a group hunt. [i]Or a pack hunt,[/i] he thought. As for the hunt tomorrow, Janius conceded that he would have to make do without others. However, if it was to help Kaleeth train for her upcoming wamasu hunt, then he supposed that he could treat it as such. Well, rather than ambushing each other in a pool of water.

It wasn't long before they had all finished their meals amongst other idle conversation. Many of the villagers had dispersed by now, and it was time for the pack to retire to bed as well.

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For a while, Tunxeek watched and learned from Sabine's alchemy. Now that he thought he had reached the point where he wasn't going to set Sabine off in a panic, he tried to get to know her better. "So, do you have a family in your tribe?"

While she worked, Sabine still answered quietly and tersely, but at least it was an answer. "My... friends are my family."

"Okay... how about your parents?" Tunxeek seemed a little confused.

Sabine didn't answer.

"Did you lose them?"

Sabine thought for a moment. "I never met them."

Tunxeek glanced away and nodded in comprehension. He decided that prying into her past was probably not the best idea, so he decided to change the subject. "Hmm, what do you do for fun?"

Sabine actually paused and looked up at Tunxeek, she hadn't been asked that before. At least, not for as long as she could remember. It wasn't often she did things solely for fun, so at first she was at a loss. She looked down at her hands and found one answer. "I... make potions?" she said quietly, still thinking, "... and climb trees... and-" her body jolted as a tiny laugh escaped her nose. Her mouth twitched upwards, "I put a beetle on Janius' face when he... when he has his eyes closed."

At the last point, Tunxeek actually grinned and chuckled lightly himself. Sabine suddenly seemed a whole lot less strange. "I have done that to father once. he was very cross, but I laughed hard."

Tunxeek wanted to talk more, but they both turned around when they heard some people come into the common hut. He heard the pack talking as they approached the door as well. He looked to Sabine one more time. "I need to go to bed before father comes to find me. I will see you tomorrow, Sabine." He then stood up walked out of the hut. Sabine looked on from where she sat until he was out of sight, then finished up with the batch of salve she was mixing.

The pack fell asleep under a shelter for the first time in a while. Their business in the village was not done yet, but today had mostly proceeded without incident.