It was a miracle Wimena got any sleep at all, after the prior events. The night passed quickly in a dreamless haze. It wasn't until a beam of light hit the halfling's eyes that she did wake.

The young women followed the others outside, her eyes widening at the deep grooves left by the creature's claws. Her hand instantly went to the knife Rockmar had given her. If it weren't for her fellow crew member's aid, Wimena was certain that the creature would have left more than just scratches. She quickened her pace as to not get left behind and fell into step beside a woman that looked to be gliding. No...she didn't look like she was floating, the woman [i]was[/i] floating! Wimena blinked in surprise before giving her a small, greeting smile.

 "I'm glad no one was hurt last night," she said, her eyes flickering over to the little girl from before, Edith, as she hurried to her parents. She watched Eve talk to her family before coming back with news on the beast. "North..." she mused to herself. Turning to the constable, she asked, "What is to the north? Is that where the shepherd was first killed?"