In the wamasu's death throes, Janius tried to wrap his jaw around the creatures neck from where he was holding it, but only managed to cause shallow scratches in its hide. He couldn't latch on properly. The creature stilled save for some twitching and Janius could not stop his beast spirit from trying to feed. Unfortunately, even after spending a few moments trying to slash, maul and bite various parts of its body, he could not find anywhere that he could draw blood, let alone feed. Nor was he strong enough or had enough space to flip the creature over entirely to see if the belly was any softer. He roared in frustration, and in that moment he noticed the smell of fear in the air. The smell of Kaleeth-Rei.

The last pack hunt was fairly recent, so Janius' beast spirit was more compliance and lucid. He managed to calm down for the moment, but he could not transform back so easily unless he got away from the kill or ate. Perhaps he would try some of the ogre on the way out while it was still fresh. He sniffed at the air. Kaleeth's blood was flowing as well. He spotted her curled up in a corner, trembling like a mouse. Janius wanted to apologise, but she was probably so scared out of her wits that she didn't know who or what he was. There were indeed scratches on her arm, perhaps Janius could encourage her to heal them. He looked and sniffed around until he found his backpack that he had dropped when he transformed. It took some effort with his not-so-dextrous claws, but he pulled out the healing potion he had brought, and extended it to Kaleeth as he slowly stepped towards her.

As he got close, it seemed like she would either lash out or run away in panic. Janius glanced aside in thought, then looked at her in the eyes and tried to speak in a low grumbling voice, [i]"Kaleeth-Rei... it would... be... my... pleasure."[/i] At first he thought pronouncing Jel would be impossibly difficult through his snout, but somehow he got it right on the first try. Hopefully Kaleeth would recognise him as peaceful now, or at the very least take the potion.

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Sabine looked away and chewed her lip. The previous disappointment had become a determination. It didn't seem so hopeless now, but she would need a plan. None formed immediately in her mind, but she felt that if she had her options in front of her, she would be able to make something appropriate. Other than that, she would need some practice. Lorag could help with that if he was still around. As soon as they reached the village again, Sabine walked to the common hut to find him. Sabine didn't have the highest energy levels at the moment, but she thought it would be easier to fight than to concentrate hard on making a new potion.

Standing and blankly staring until She has Lorag's attention, Sabine spoke confidently. "Teach me to fight."