Meesei waded out into the water, though to make sure she could still hear the others, she did not dive under. For now, she simply washed her face in the river. "Well, with you leading them, Sabine, I am sure you will bring out the best in whoever you choose." Meesei remarked. "If I had to make one request, though...make sure you find someone to pass on your knowledge to. Pass on [i]my[/i] teachings to. A member of your pack, a bright young apprentice, maybe a child of your own...I am sure you will have plenty of options."

Lorag chuckled for a brief moment. "Mages and their legacies..."

Ahnasha tilted her head towards Lorag. "You're one to talk. Your teachings have been drilled into every single warrior that's ever been trained by our clan. [i]Your[/i] legacy might never end, at that rate."

"Hmph, well, that was Imperial training, through and through...Do'rhajul's training." He answered before he started to laugh more outwardly. "Ain't that ironic? The training that gets passed on through all those lycan warriors comes from Vile's general."

Since they had already sated their beast spirits, Ahnasha decided to allow her beast to rest for the moment, in case she needed it the next day. If they went on another hunt, she could easily do so in her Khajiit form. She shifted herself back into her normal form, though with Fendros laying across her lap, his weight did end up pinning her down afterwards. Regardless, she grinned over at him, reached out her arm, and started to scratch behind his ears.