Mithera moved her head to one of the back windows of the Guild, looking inside. She didn't particularly feel like hunting, and was a tad pecish. She noticed the people by the bar, and Jarvis there as well. It should be fairly easy to get his attention. She lets out a soft growl, somewhat quiet and nonthreatening, but certainly enough to be heard from the bar. She was tempted to stick her head through the window, but she doubted somewhat she could do that without breaking something, so just contended herself with looking through the open window. She made another soft growl, listening to the conversation at the bar to the best of her ability. They were talking about someone summoning demons, or something like that. Mithera didn't care, that wasn't Melina's magic. Melina... Where had Melina been? That was an excellent question. She was supposed to have simply made sure Mayt's mother could handle herself, then sent word to communicate. It shouldn't have taken as long as it has.