This time, Meesei expected that her answer would be a bit more well-received. “Of course. We will be staying here for the night regardless, so it does not matter what we do before tomorrow. The largest question would be if you would like to have your dinner only with Fendros, Ahnasha, and Rhazii, or if you wish for all of us to join. I would not wish to impart the financial burden of a meal for all of us solely onto you. I could at least offer to pay for any…excesses ordered by any members of my pack, such as if Lorag decides to drink. Or, more accurately, ‘when.’” 

By this point, the group had reached the edge of the vineyard, though they were still obscured from view by the forest. Ahnasha in particular was making sure to stay out of sight. “It looks like the vineyard is just ahead.  It should not be too much longer before I can transform back comfortably, but I’m guessing I should probably stay hidden for now. I don’t quite remember how visible your home is from the road.”

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Lorag rubbed the back of his neck. “Uh, yeah, we’re not in Bruma anymore. Left that Ayleid ruin behind. Remember that poison gas Alpha mentioned? Yeah, we didn’t want to be anywhere the enemy knew about. Found a better place, though, somewhere else. Not saying where, but it’s not close to Bruma. If she ever wants a pack, you can just tell whoever Alpha brings here to put in contact with you. Don’t think any clan would turn her away or anything.” Lorag explained. “Oh, and if Vile’s people ever do come here, just get out. Don’t care how tough you think you are, you can’t fight the air.”