"Mm," Gallus nodded in agreement. "It sounds a simple objective but that does not rule out a subtle plan. We should be wary of any ploy to cluster many lycans closely together, or for any hint of a large scale...movement of Vile's forces." Gallus let out a breath through almost closed lips, "...however useful that course of action is."

Once Meesei's entourage had removed Hiritus' body, Gallus stepped around and began pushing over the cot he had made from the rocks. He spoke over the dull clacking and grinding. "In the shorter term, I am concerned about the strength of this stronghold. I am looking forward to hearing from our scouts." Gallus glanced up at Meesei with a little more reluctance. "However, without anything on the culling, I feel like we're sitting like ducks, ready to be shot. I would like to suggest something..."

Gallus walked over to his supplies and pulled out the sack that contained Dar-tzesa's head. The last patches blood that had seeped through the cloth had turned a sickly brown. "We still have this and I still have names and information. I would hear your opinion first, but I suggest infiltrating. I can go on with this ruse and see if I can find out anything else. Even a hint would be better than nothing."

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Fendros curled his lips and formed a tight, understanding smile. Though Jo'rashaad may not have been comfortable talking about the subject, Fendros had a feeling that his advice may prove useful if things got worse. It remained to be seen whether that would happen.

As for the question to Rhazii, Fendros breathed in to answer for him, but Rhazii was receptive to the attention. He sat himself up straighter with hopeful eyes to Jo'rashaad. "Can I have sweetrolls for breakfast?"

Fendros let out his breath in a slightly anxious laugh. "No, little one, I don't think you'll be getting away with that."

Rhazii didn't seem discouraged yet. "What about lunch?"

This wasn't the first time Fendros had been in this argument. "No, and not dinner either-"

"What about in between?" Rhazii interrupted. That part was a new addition to the argument.

Fendros smiled widely and straightened as well. "Only for a treat, little one."

Rhazii seemed flicked his head around to glance at Fendros, but perked his ears more predominantly in Jo'rashaad's direction, waiting for an answer.

"Well, there isn't much beyond a regular child's needs to consider," Fendros said to Jo'rashaad. "Make sure he goes to bed at the same time, keep his diet varied, you would know all this." Fendros' smile faded as he took his next breath. "One thing to keep in mind is that Rhazii isn't too comfortable around fires, especially large ones."

Rhazii's ears drooped a little upon hearing the word 'fires,' but he still waited for his answer.