"Crush them together? Alright..." Peiter responded, not sure exactly where she was going with it. Perhaps she just wanted him to help while she worked on a different part of the potion? At any rate, he took the mortar and pestle and started to do as she asked. He was grinding the ingredients together fairly mindlessly at first, but after about thirty seconds, he noticed something in the periphery of his vision. Looking down, he saw something that appeared to be magic in his hands, and immediately panicked. He jerked back, and nearly dropped the bowl before catching it in mid-air. 

Once the surprise subsided, Peiter finally examined the light in the bowl, which was quickly diminishing. "It's...a light?" He stated questioningly. 

S'ajira looked over the now still and seated wamasu with a firm glare. She did not appear overtly threatening at the moment, but she was sure to convey to Leaps that she was not in a playful mood. She did not growl, but instead looked up to Janius and pointed her paw at the sun, then off to the west. Over the past week or so, they had learned a few of her signs. This one was her general sign for something happening in the future. She intended to convey that she would become aggressive later, if necessary.

La'khay was a bit surprised to see Tzirret sit down next to her. They had not spoken all that much over the past few days, apart from when they were alone at night. She raised her brow curiously as she turned her head to him. "Yes...La'khay likes to wear jewelry when she can. Not so much in the wilds, but in the cities and with the clan. She likes anything that is beautiful. Why...do you ask?" She questioned.