Janius hesitated. "It's been more or less fine when going hunting." He paused. "Although, maybe I hadn't been paying close attention when it didn't have eating to do. I suppose there's no harm in trying now."

He stepped back a few paces and closed his eyes. After a breath, the transformation process took hold. The familiar bodily warping made his skin feel cloying on top of the other sensations, as it usually did in the swamp. Before long, he stood back up in his werewolf form. His eyes caught Kaleeth's -- he appeared comfortable. After a quick look and listen of his surroundings over each shoulder, he took a step up to Kaleeth and sniffed at her head. His feet pressed into the mud with wet squelches.

Janius stood up straight and looked across his front as if expecting something. "It's warm," Janius said through his snout. "Not getting much else."

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"Beyond her marksmanship and physical ability? Hmm. How should I phrase this?" Calia asked herself. "Some background is in order. For a mage trained in the tradition of my clan, a trivial skill taught to each of us is how to detect certain magical traces in beings. Servants owned by my family were well behaved, but times arose when we needed to investigate if any had been exposed to magic of various kinds. I detected something in Ahnasha that she had imposed upon herself. Something powerful that I have not detected since meeting an old Telvanni wizard. The subtleties take too long to explain, but it suffices to say she has strengthened her soul beyond that of the typical Khajiit." She lowered her head and looked up at them. "If I were to replicate such a thing, I would need to study with many resources for several decades to even have an inkling for how to attempt it. Ahnasha has evidently performed the feat in a mere few years."

"Yes mother," Rhazii said. He handed the bow off to Fendros, looking somewhat disappointed.

Fendros gave him a pat on the back. "Don't be too bothered. We're just shooting for fun."

Rhazii nodded sideways.

Fendros leant forward. "Now, how about you get the arrows off the target and you can try after me," he said.

"Sure," Rhazii complied.

"Twenty seconds, ten arrows." Fendros glanced at the hourglass, and then to Monderyn. "So, have you caught anything interesting on your hunts?"

Monderyn shrugged. "I think the only thing of note from the past few years has been this buck with antlers bigger than any I'd ever seen before. It was early spring, the wind was good for concealing my scent so I got to line up a perfect shot..."

He started off his story with a pause that allowed Calia's voice to carry over to them for just the last words of her explanation.