Meesei had Oswall's utmost attention as soon as he was called to the storage chamber for questioning. He took a seat and sat up perfectly straight. At first, he held is arms crossed, but his brow raised slightly and his tightened shoulders relaxed as he was told that he was no longer a suspect. He sighed in relief and inhaled to talk, but waited for Meesei to finish.

"The training session?" Oswall lowered his hands to his sides one at a time and pulled one side of his mouth in thought. "I remember him quaffing from his water skin like a calf on a teat by the end of the session, and then continuing to sip up until the meeting. Despite not hunting or doing a lot of fighting, being in wolf form always leaves one drained."

Oswall looked down and shook his head while sighing through closed lips, "Gods, I was worried about possible framings. Whoever this traitor is has a hand in wanting our clan shattered after all. So, this means it was either Harriet or Vera, hm? I'm not sure which I would be more disappointed in. At least if it were Darahil you could argue that he saw some truth about Jerrick that we would rather not have heard, as he normally does. Harriet or Vera, though...they can be opinionated, but it is unthinkable to think them capable of this."