The rain wasn't the only thing that was causing Sabine's vision to blur. Now the poison had progressed to making her actively dizzy. A lapse in her concentration allowed Sabine to be shifted by Okun-Jei's next effort, sending her partway rolled over before she regained her senses. She had to let go and plant one arm against the ground to stop herself being rolled onto her back, but it gave some space for Okun to lash out while she regained her balance. In order to preserve her advantage, Sabine braced to take whatever would come of the opening and planned then to try and stand to pull Okun around to his back. Everything was slippery though, it was a chance for Okun to escape.

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"Kaleeth..." Janius ran his hand down her back, sorry to see her upset. He looked away to think, still stroking her comfortingly, then looked into her eyes with sympathy. "If you joined us, you would come with us while we travel. You would leave your village and might never see it again. You would have to say goodbye to your father Zharanthixil, your mother, Reanaseer the Elder, the Treeminder Thorantilth, everyone. It will be hard then. It will be saddening for a long time. Depending on how you adapt to our way of life, which for you may not be so hard, you will eventually accept it. However, from time to time you will feel dreadfully homesick. I think everyone in the pack does, even myself." Janius looked out at the storm again, "Only you have the answer, but know that either road you take-" He looked down at the vines that ran over her body, then to her eyes, "-you will survive. You are resilient, remember? Whether for me or your village, you might regret, but that will not last forever." Another flash of lightning engulfed them both, and amongst the thunder that rolled afterwards, Janius made one last suggestion. "You say that you have not talked to your mother in days? Perhaps speak to her. I would rather that you not mention the detail about being a werewolf, but talking to her may help you to decide I think."