Newt kept his eyes on Vilana for a few moments, then shifted his gaze across the others, who were now acting as if nothing had happened. He was confused, but at least, he did not seem to be afraid any longer. "I think so." He answered softly. 

As they were mostly already packed, it did not take long before the group set out to finally join with the clan. With Vilana's pride taking the lead, they headed along the quickest possible path to the outpost. As they were scouts, they were already familiar with the terrain, even more so than Ra'kalesh's pride. It was actually impressive how effortlessly they could move through even the thickest parts of the forest. 

Even at their heightened pace, it was several hours of a walk straight to the north before they neared the clan's location. Had they not been discovered, it would have been at least another two days before they would have happened upon it. Perhaps longer, if there were any setbacks. It was already late evening when they left, so the sun had almost completely set by the time they drew close. In the dense forest, scarcely any light made it to the forest floor, and were they not lycans, they likely would not have been able to navigate at all. 

The group was not even within sight of the outpost when the patrolling guards spotted them, and much like their first encounter with Vilana's pride, it was not the most peaceful encounter. Several archers, mostly Khajiit, revealed themselves from the bushes and trees around them. A few were even in the branches above. One of them, an Ohmes-raht male, kept firmly at a distance with his bow ready as he spoke. "Vilana! Who are these people? They...smell of lycans, but you know we're under strict orders not to bring anyone directly here. No matter who they are. Ra'jorr will have your head for this."


"Be calm, brother." Vilana said, moving to the side to allow Meesei to step forward. "This is the Champion of Hircine."

The Ohmes-raht's first reaction was, of course, skepticism. However, once he could see her ring clearly, his eyes widened. While he was staring, Meesei took the opportunity to speak up. "That I am. If possible, I would like to speak with your clan's leader right away."

"It is...everyone, weapons down. Now. Of course, Champion. Vilana, take them straight to him." He answered quickly, and somewhat nervously.

"Already on it." Vilana commented as the guards moved aside and allowed the group through towards the camp. 

As they started to continue on once more, Peiter could not help but to shake his head and chuckle. "That seems to be a recurring theme today, doesn't it?" He commented, nudging Sabine's elbow.

After crossing over a shallow area of the river nearby, it was only a minute or so longer before the outpost came into view. The outpost proper was sturdy, and built up into the branches of the trees much like the first one they had seen. However, there were also dozens of other structures on the ground beneath it, ranging from tents to wooden shacks. Mostly, the clan had not quite retired for the night, so many were still awake to see them being guided through towards the lifts. From a distance, they could not see the Ring of Hircine on Meesei's finger, but the very fact that they were new arrivals was enough to cause a buzz of hushed conversation around them.