Ahnasha gave little more than a huff and a nod before running in deeper into the ruin. She desperately wanted to get to Rhazii, so she had to force herself to actually run to find either Darahil or Vera. Even if the sentries had sent runners, she had to be sure that the lietenants received the message. That bit of rationality was the only thing preventing her form heading straight to her son. Since the scholar's loft was closer to their room, she sprinted for the loft, yielding for no one in the hallways. As she was still in her beast form, most were very quick to get out of her way, apart from one Bosmer she nearly knocked to the floor.

Ahnasha barged into the scholar's loft, unconcerned with whatever she might be interrupting. She did not even bother to check if the runner had already arrived before she began shouting. "Darahil! We found a group of lycan hunters, at least sixty strong. They may be heading this way."

Meesei looked down to Galsek's broken body. It was fortunate for him that she had been bluffing. She had indeed soul trapped him, but without a black soul gem nearby to absorb it, his soul simply went to its intended destination, wherever that might be. Disregarding his corpse, Meesei nodded to Harriet, then headed off in a sprint back in the direction of the warband. 

Since the warband had not been moving at a particularly rushed pace, it did not take too long for them to catch back up, at which point Meesei immediately shouted for Oswall's attention. "Find a place to hide whatever equipment we cannot carry, hurry! We need to transform, and get back to the clan as quickly as possible. There are lycan hunters heading for the clan, and we need to reinforce them."