There was a good ten seconds of silence from Kaleeth as she looked up to the Hist tree. She had felt their presence more strongly in her mind since they had returned to the Marsh, which had served to calm her at least to a degree as they had been searching for the village. To Janius, it would seem that focusing on them had started to calm her again. "Saxhleel souls are all bound to the Hist, and the Hist are all bound to one another. Our souls return to them when we die, until we are eventually reborn again."

However, that sense of calm was short-lived for Kaleeth. She looked down at her own hands, which were shaking slightly, but noticeably. "Except me. Once I die, I'll never see any of them ever again." 

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Ahnasha shrugged. "It's only been a week. If Rhazii has taken to his training as much as I think he has, he should be fine. I personally am not in danger of anything happening; I'm just feeling...annoyed. I don't really want to miss my parents' arrival, and they [i]really[/i] could arrive at any point. At least now, I'm already not feeling as worried about seeing them again. I just know my mother is going to interrogate me for twenty minutes straight about the safety in using magic for travel, but that won't be as bad as the alternatives."

Slowly, Ahnasha started to bring herself to finally climb out of bed. Despite having been awake for most of the past hour, she still looked like she had been up for only a few minutes at most. She was not yet dressed, and her much of her fur still looked scruffy and tangled. She walked up behind Fendros' chair and started to rub his shoulders. Grinning, she leaned over him and looked down on him from straight above. "Of course, I definitely wouldn't mind a hunt once we get a good opportunity for it. Do either of your siblings like to hunt? It could be fun to have company."