Janius gave an agreeing hum, "Yes, it was fortunate that the Orcrest clan was welcoming. As much as this march will be an undesirable challenge, I don't doubt that it will put a nail in the enemy's coffin."

Meanwhile, Fendros was peering over the food that was being prepared. He looked up to Jo'rashaad with a smile and a look of recollection. "I remember you mentioning teaching Rhazii a bit more about the Khajiit while we are away." Fendros glanced over to Newt, "Will little Newt be joining in as well?"

Rhazii's attention was directed up momentarily when he heard his name, but his eyes were distracted by a shape coming up behind Ciinriel and S'ajira. Leaps-On-Elves sauntered up without any vocalisation and curled up beside Ciinriel under her arm.

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His head shot up back into reality. Tzirret was suddenly in the dining hall again, looking at the last morsels of his breakfast. He lightly slapped the side of his face a couple of times to keep himself from nodding off again. He was glad Gallus had woken him up, otherwise he might have missed the march. Although, he still would have liked a couple more hours of sleep.

The previous night had not just been sleepless because of the particularly bad lycan nightmare or even staying awake in worry. Tzirret had been trying to get a third trinket done after remembering that M'ibasa was not Ma'tanza's only sibling. He had been carving bone into the small hours of the morning and deprived himself of the sleep he needed to be at the top of his capabilities. He thought it would be no matter as his tasks were not especially complicated. Now, though, he was regretting it.

The earlier hour that Tzirret was woken meant that the dining hall was not quite as crowded as usual for meals. He was the first of his group of friends to get up thanks to Gallus having more duties than everyone else for preparation. He would wave people down as they arrived, but he especially wanted to catch up with M'ibasa, S'nishi, and Ma'tanza to give them the fruits of his recent labours.