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As the group walked, Esailia flipped a pair of almost invisible latches on the top of her helm, allowing her feline ears to pop up. Letting out a quiet sigh of relief, she rotated them around, almost stretching the muscles to their full extent before looking around, a tad embarrassed. [i]Well, its not like it matters anyway, no one really knows and I shouldn't care what these people think of my feline aspects.[/i]

Esailia turned her gaze to Rintor, tilting her head slightly as she asked "[b][color=8dc73f]So, I was thinking, once we get a basic camp set up, it'd be a good idea to build a lookout tower. Nothing big, but it'd help keep watch. What do you think?[/color][/b]"

The Guardian blinked and glanced behind her, only just realizing she had spoken to Rintor over Shel, whom what she caught of it, was suggesting food. In answer, she called back to him "[b][color=8dc73f]We can't risk the scent bringing curious creatures that may want a taste of more than the stew, Shel. If you're hungry, come up here and check the right side pocket on my pack.[/color][/b]" Esailia hefted the military issue bag on her back, shifting it to lower where it rested. "[b][color=8dc73f]You'll find some dried jerky. Not filling, but if a strip lasts me a few hours of a training session, its bound to tide you over for the duration of this hike?[/color][/b]"