The days that made up the life of the group brought them out of the travelling mindset and into a pure wilderness living mindset. The cities and ships were far behind them, and even further was clan life. For Tzirret, Peiter, and likely Ciinriel, such an extended period away from civil conveniences for such a long time was new. It was not particularly difficult, as they were surrounded by experts, but putting in the extra work for something they wanted, such as something in particular to eat or living without strangers around, was something to get used to.

Lessons with Ra'kalesh became more in-depth with time. Janius found the basics to be fairly familiar when referring to footwork, but the ways in which Ra'kalesh taught to attack and defend was surprisingly passive and flowing. Every part of the body was used in a single movement. It was a contrast to blocking with a shield and parrying with a weapon. Regardless, it became clear after a few lessons that Ra'kalesh was not lying about proper training requiring years of dedication. Not only were the different techniques hard to master except by frequent practice, but they were very precise and required constant refinement to work properly. It was interesting to say the least, perfect for breaking up the monotony of the search.

In secret, Tzirret occasionally spent nights with La'khay when she didn't mind. They kept the nights shorter than before for the sake of sleep. So far, there had been few hints to everyone else as to what was going on, as whenever he spoke casually with La'khay in front of the others, he kept interactions short. Otherwise, for the most part, Tzirret had been standing up straighter and spoke more confidently. Others had attributed it purely to the minotaur. However, as the days wore on, he started to become more and more distracted and antisocial. By this point, it had turned into a noticeable downturn in his mood. His free time was mostly made up of crafting his new horn and processing the hide of the minotaur he killed. Lately, he had been making something new out of pieces of the leftover horn, but it was not clear exactly what he was making.

The routine of the search and the abundance of food for the days following the minotaur's den left Sabine with more free time than usual. When not spending it with Peiter - either teaching each other or just being with one another - she did what she most enjoyed; experiment with alchemy. She had been running through the various effects of all the local flora she could find, as well as some parts of the fauna. Right now, she was crushing the oil out of some kind of seeds she had found. The fragrance rising from them was heady, but surprisingly pleasant. The same as Tzirret's handiwork, it was not exactly clear what it was for.

Though, Sabine's mood was as pleasant as the aroma, though. She wore a smile and gave Peiter a look every now and then. She spoke curiously while crushing the seeds, as it did not require concentration, "Peiter? Did you ever get taught any alchemy?"

Uthri was sitting and watching the children while whittling something with a dagger and a lump of wood. She had garnered the attention of Rhazii and Newt with the interesting things she carved. Their rapt attention made them surprisingly quiet. It seemed a peaceful sight in comparison to S'ajira, who was currently dealing with Leaps' continued demands for attention and playtime. The body shape of the Pahmar was more similar to Leaps, which meant he probably thought she was a fuzzy wamasu.