"Yeah, yeah, just don't take that attitude around anyone else." Lorag warned. Quite suddenly, his attitude had shifted, becoming far more serious and direct than she had seen him at any point so far. He walked up close to her, speaking quietly, but firmly. "Your mother's crimes are serious business. Jerrick had a lot of good friends in his clan, not to mention his family. You don't want them takin' offense. Now come on; I'll show you where you'll be stayin'. First thing tomorrow, we're gettin' to work." 


True to Lorag's word, Narsi was given a room alone. Even if it was not the largest, it was still at least equal in floor space to the entire home that she shared with her mother outside Cheydinhal. Unlike other clans, the Blackreach clan in particular did not house many new lycans due to its secrecy. There were only a few others in the same hall as Narsi's apart from the guards  that were periodically rotated out through the night to deal with any potential, uncontrolled outbursts. Lorag had ordered her to get to bed somewhat early, though he did at least have a meal sent to her room, uncooked as it was. 

The next morning, Lorag came personally to get Narsi out of her bed, not even making time for breakfast for either of them before leading her to the nearest training room. He acted like he was in a hurry, perhaps even eager,  but would not elaborate on why regardless of anything Narsi might decide to ask. He simply brought her to a spacious, interior chamber with a collection of training weapons and equipment. Although, they were not the only ones present. There was a small group of four individuals of mostly Human races, unarmed and unarmored, but with the physique of soldiers. Yet, they did not seem to be doing anything except waiting, and all of them appeared to perk up once Lorag arrived. If Narsi was attentive, she might realize that Lorag had asked them to be there.  

Just as he had been acting all morning, Lorag was eager to get straight to the point. "Alright, so what we're gonna do is get a sense of where you're at. I'll admit your mother didn't go [i]completely[/i] soft in that city, but she's been out of it for a long time. If you decide to stick with it, you'll be learnin' with the recruits, but for now, you're gonna fight me. Take your beast form, you'll need it." 

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[i]"It would be a lie for me to say that this is my preferred choice."[/i] Zharanthixil replied. However, everything about his demeanor soften once he finally approached Kaleeth directly. He reached out and took her hands in his. [i]"But it is not about him, it is about you, Kaleeth. I have missed you more than I would have thought possible, especially after losing your mother. This last year has...tested me far more than any beast I have slain or enemy I have faced. I had dreams about just being able to see you again. That...eager smile of yours. I have missed it."[/i]

Finally, Zharan was willing to put down his guard enough to pull Kaleeth into a hug. [i]"He is not one of us, and he does not belong here with us. But, I have earned enough respect in my life to arrange for an exception for the Human."[/i]

Even as Kaleeth was overjoyed to hear what her father had to say to her, she could not help but to have a certain dread swell up within her. She still had to find a way to tell her father that she could not stay.