Given that Sabine wasn't subject to Lorag's training, she knew that Peiter was telling the truth, but she didn't feel like encouraging his ego. She just returned the grin. "We'll see."

Soon enough, the pair settled into a rhythm. Sabine was becoming less invested in pushing herself and was instead taking in more of her surroundings. With the focus put into searces, Sabine had become familiar with most features of the jungle, but she had not before taken the opportunity to step back and appreciate the patterns from a distance. Peiter was right, it was nice. It had its own charm in comparison to other wildernesses.

Sabine entrancement was easily disrupted by Peiter's question about her new idea. "The snake skin is not an alchemical ingredient, it is a vessel," Sabine had to talk a little louder over the crunching of their feet on the forest floor. "An intact snake skin can hold liquid. Then I can make a potion that stays cold, but you do not have to swallow it. It can be put in the skin and worn around the neck." Sabine took a couple of breaths before adding, "If I cannot find enough ingredients to make the potion, we can just use water and freeze it with magic. It will not last as long and it could damage the snake skin. It will still be cold."

Uthri nodded to each of Vilana's pride as they were introduced. Giving a surprised and thoughtful "Huh" at the wereboar. "Well, hello to you all," Uthri said, slightly awkwardly. She felt strange that they had not been involved in the conversation up until now, but it was fair that they were more concerned with either resting or looking out for danger. "I was actually going to ask, are their many lycans other than werelions in your clan?" Uthri asked, reverting back to a more laid back tone, "Most in Bruma are wolves, with the occasional exception, mostly emissaries."