As much as Kaleeth wanted to stay, her desire to avoid harming the others pushed her to leave. As she was traveling alone, she was able to use a river to cover as much distance as possible. She swam for an hour for as far as the river could take her, being sure to pay attention to landmarks in her surroundings along the way. If she was lucky, her beast spirit would be content to hunt in the same river, as it would make it easier to get back, but she had to be ready for anything. Once she felt she was far enough away, she stopped and sat down by the shore to look up at the sky. Over the past few months, she had become less afraid of her beast form, but she was still far from having perfect, or even good control. From what Meesei told her, the beast spirit within her seemed to be less submissive than the wolf spirits they possessed. She guessed it had to do with the crocodile's greater independence. She had made progress, but none of that was going to matter tonight. Eventually, the sun lowered over the horizon, allowing the moons to shine even more brightly overhead. Looking up to them, she felt a rush of energy pulse through her, energy that called the primal part of her mind straight tot he forefront. Her transformation was quick, and just as painful as ever. Kaleeth herself was still conscious and could see what she was doing, but it was her beast that had full control. As its instincts commanded it, she dove into the water and once again brought herself to wait in ambush for her prey. 

As the others left, Meesei did what she could to comfort Ahnasha. Even without her beast spirit to worry about, she was hardly comfortable as of late. All the walking they had been doing had exhausted her, though she suspected she would be tired regardless of any physical activity on her part. She passed the time until nightfall with small talk with Meesei, but her worries about the night were still on her mind. Meesei set out some raw meat beside Ahnasha in the hopes that it would be enough to placate her beast spirit, given her condition. After all, a pregnant wolf was no more active than a pregnant Khajiit. When nightfall finally came, all Ahnasha felt like doing was laying down, getting something to eat, then going to sleep, but as expected, when the full moons came, her body grew and contorted into its werewolf form...then she immediately laid down and lazily began tearing chunks off from the cuts of meat. As it turned out, her beast spirit's instincts at the moment did not drive it to take any real risks. Feasting on whatever was nearby was enough for it.

Lorag's group also put some distance between them and the camp, though not as much as Kaleeth. Even while not in control, they wouldn't be much of a danger to Ahnasha or Meesei if they wandered back into camp. Mostly, they just had to make sure they went in the opposite direction as Kaleeth .Lorag, looked out across the horizon as the sun slowly set, then looked to the others with a nod. "Alright, you all know the deal. Same thing as usual, except you'll be following me instead of Meesei. No sense in trying to make any plans though, it's not like we'll be doing the hunting."

Unlike most of the others, Lorag found himself looking forward to the night. Hunts under the full moons always had a certain intensity that normal ones lacked. He could find himself getting really into his kills, almost to the point that he felt like he was back in charge of his body again. The very moment the clouds parted and he could see the moons, he didn't even wait for the moons to start his transformation and instead began it himself.