"If you are confident with freezing it, I'll trust you," Gallus answered. "I'm sure we can strike a balance with the numbers in a group. Now, I can't advocate for werevultures colliding into each other in the sky if they are invisible, but would it perhaps be possible to have more than one invisible group strike at the walls while the sabotage is taking place? Aside from the distraction it could provide, if archers on the walls could be threatened down, the sabotaging party would be under less risk. It needn't be a full attack, just a skirmish while the gate is dealt with." Gallus looked to Miranor in particular, "You would know best how to organise the werevultures, what do you think?"

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Fendros wished he was less embarrassed than he was about Ahnasha's honesty, but he should have expected nothing less. He tried to laugh it off softly. "That was a lot of unlikely circumstances bundled into one, but yes," Fendros said, "it turned into something more."

The dark flush that had crept onto Fendros' face faded and he seemed to only then realise that Irenya's reaction was far removed from what he expected. He angled his head curiously at Irenya at this. Perhaps it was time to get to the point. "You know, Irenya, I feel like we're dancing around something here." Fendros took a moment to try and find the right words, holding his breath uncomfortably. "When you spoke to me in the clanhome a while ago, it was almost hard to believe that you had changed as you said. The way you're acting now, even, it's...not what I expected." Fendros' brow curved to worry, "But you did say some hurtful things to myself and Ahnasha in the past, so...this is strange for us. Has anything developed since we last spoke?"