Ahnasha was true to her word in that she had no problems keeping pace with Turala, despite the terrain. She was not quite used to moving in such heavy clothing, but her training and natural agility could compensate. With the cold biting against her, she was glad to have the furs, as her own fur was woefully inadequate for dealing with this climate. It was more designed for keeping her cool and protected under a blistering desert sun. 

"Yes, Fendros is my mate. We have a son named Rhazii." Ahnasha answered without a hint of hesitation. In their travels, she and Fendros had not yet faced many issues with others regarding their relationship, apart from Fendros' brother. Though, that was mostly because they did not usually associate with others outside the pack for any extended duration. She knew there were those who would take issue with it, and some who might even become confrontational over it, but Ahnasha had decided long ago that she was not going to hide it, nor would she just take any insults lying down. There was something off about the way Turala asked about it, but she did not know quite yet if it was going to become a problem. 

Despite the false alarm, Meesei was as alert as ever as they continued on shadowing Galsek. In regular pulses, she scanned the area all around them for signs of life. A few times, she stopped them once she sensed something, only for it to be an animal. Luckily, the fact that they were on a frozen mountain instead of a dense forest meant that such interruptions were sparse. They could keep up with Galsek, even if some of the warband did not have quite the endurance of the rest. Even Meesei was not as adept at handling such extended physical exertions as mountain climbing, but she could use her magic to restore her stamina. Thanks to the potions she was carrying, she was not in danger of running out of magicka any time soon. Lorag, meanwhile, hardly looked as if he had exerted himself at all compared to most of the others. Evidently, his body was not nearly as old as his mind had convinced him that it was. 

"He may, or he may not. I would not make to many assumptions of his movements." Meesei commented to Harriet. "Vile's followers may have a cave like ours. They could be anywhere, if it is indeed them that Galsek is leading us to. If he somehow managed to learn we are following, we could be going anywhere. Though, he cannot lead us on forever. Unless he is planning on sacrificing himself just to throw us off of his allies' trail, he will need to find some form of civilization soon enough. Do you think he would be willing to die for them, or am I right in judging him to be a coward?"