Araile was dressed in a pair of denim shorts, and a green tank top. She had her long red hair pulled up into a messy pony tail. She rubbed her scar where Foiend had marked her, it ached today, which was the beginnings of a NOT so good sign. She was worried but she would try not to worry too much until it started to throb, when it lit up was when she knew it was either get the hell out of dodge or die once in for all. She wasn't entirely sure if Foiend knew that he had accidently put some kind of magic in his mark when he had hit her, but she didn't care either, the damn ugly thing had saved her more than once over the last 100 years. She stood up and looked around the room, it was just her and Remes. She silently wondered where Darrken was, she hadn't even felt him get out of bed, nor had she heard the door open and close. "Let's go get something to eat Remes, there is a little restaurant attached to the hotel at the end." She left a note for Darrken when he got back and went outside and breathed in the fresh air, and once again she itched to fly, but she couldn't risk it, not now. Not with her scar acting up. Foiend was already hot on her tail, and that scared her. She went to the little restaurant, and got a place for her and Remes, with an extra chair next to hers just in case Darrken got back in time before they left. She ordered a coffee with cream and sugar then poured over the menu. Remes did also.