Yerig and Do'rhajulo obliged Fendros' request without question. They would not have too much difficulty finding guards to protect the pair, though the best guards for them at the moment were agents who served under Saras, rather than Ri'vashi. Thusfar, even Ri'vashi had not spread the word of Do'rhajul's identity, but the guards would need to know who they were protecting if the pack did not want to risk them having a change of heart. Fortunately, Ri'vashi did not seem to be stirring up any trouble for the moment. In fact, she had returned to her quarters and had not left ever since confronting Sabine earlier that day. 

Meesei, meanwhile, had no intention of leaving Sabine's side for at least the rest of the day. The pair did eventually get up off the floor and start actually using the furniture for its intended purpose, but Meesei still kept close to Sabine. She, of course, wanted to comfort Sabine, but the way Meesei was acting made it seem almost as if she was still afraid of suddenly losing her at some point, despite the fact that they were in the middle of one of the safest places for lycans in Tamriel. 

It had been at least an hour, giving both of them time to calm to at least some extent. Meesei was still worried about Sabine and the state she was in, but was not quite sure how to approach it. She needed to know exactly what was wrong if she wanted to help. "Are you feeling any...better, now that everyone is back and safe in the clan?" Meesei questioned. "I am ready to go to the dragon's corpse whenever you are ready, but only once you feel like you are up to it."