The next morning was none too pleasant for Kaleeth. Her conversation with her parents devastated both them and her. They pleaded with her to stay, and as much as she wanted to, she knew she could not. Worst of all, she could not even explain why she had to leave.She was forced to make them think that she cared so little for them that she was willing to leave for someone she had known for only a week or two. For their sakes, she tried to fashion her reasoning to make her seem even more naive and stupid. Maybe then they would not be hard on themselves. No matter how much they argued with her, she could not change her decision, and she was old enough that her parents could not decide for her. 

A small group had formed outside the common hut. Both of Kaleeth's parents, as well as Thoranthilth and Tunzeek were there to see them off. The Treeminder seemed disappointed that Kaleeth had decided to leave, but his expression held nowhere near the emotion as his parents. Kaleeth's mother had her arms wrapped around her hustband, crying at the realization that her daughter was leaving her. Even Zharanthixil could not hold back tears. For him, it seemed like everything he had tried to accomplish had failed. Other than his wife, he would have no family, no legacy after this day. 

As Kaleeth approached the pack with her head hung low in shame, Reanaseer emerged from her hut. She rarely left the safety of her home, but now was one of those important times. Slowly and carefully, she followed the scents and sounds around her and used her walking stick as a guide. Even in her old age and blinded eyes, it was easy enough for her to navigate with her acute sense of smell. Taking a few sniffs of the air and the familiar scents filling it, she approached not the pack, but Zharanthixil and his wife. She placed an old, frail hand on his shoulder, she looked in the general direction of his eyes. [i]"I was not mistaken in believing this would bring...uncomfortable change. Now is the time to remember and trust in the Hist's will. This is the best choice...trust me."[/i]

Zharanthixil could not understand how someone as wise as Reanaseer could possibly believe Kaleeth's choice to leave was "best" for anyone, but there was no point in debating it now. He had already argued to the last with Kaleeth, and she had not budged in her convictions. At least this time losing his child, he had the knowledge that she was still alive. That was some consolation. Before saying his final goodbyes to Kaleeth, the Master-Hunter directly approached Janius. While obviously upset, he did not carry the same kind of threatening posture that he usually did around Janius. "You, Imperial, Janius. If it has not been made clear so far, I do not like you. I will not like you. You are taking away my only child and for reasons I cannot understand, she is going willingly. Since I clearly can do nothing about this, however...I need to trust you. I need to trust that you will care for her physically, and emotionally. I need to know that, even if I can never have a part in her life again, that she will be happy wherever she is. Do this for me, and for her, so that myself and her mother may at least have some comfort as we live out the rest of our days alone."