Upon Meesei expressing her concerns about the circumstances of the ambush, the approach became that little bit more tense. It got Fendros thinking, though. They couldn't be omniscient, these hunters. They had to get the message across and set up the ambush in advance. Come to think of it, how long did Ahnasha say that the Khajiit was talked in circles? If the madman was simply stalling for time, for nightfall in particular, as well as giving a map location, perhaps the ambush on the rival pack was more premeditated than previously thought. It was a chilling thought for Fendros that if it weren't for the rival pack, his pack may have fallen into the same trap if the system of informants did indeed stretch that far.

Runt silently complied and handed her belongings to Meesei, before stripping down quickly and lowering her chin to her chest. It took a scrunch of her eyes before her posture hunched and her anatomy started to snap and morph into her wolf form. Her wolf's compact build struck Fendros as probably more suited to a confined space than most any other pack member's beast form. Though breathing and holding herself differently, Runt's beady eyes seemed to carry over to this form.

"This looks too easy," Fendros thought aloud, "they wouldn't just let us walk in the front door."

Janius chimed in, "of course, there's going to be traps situated around the entrance, or at least something to alert them if there is someone walking in. We can't just wait around, though." 

Fendros looked to one side and crossed his arms, thinking. "Might we..." Fendros raised a finger, paused, then shook his head "no, never mind. Trying to draw them out would be too risky."

"If we sneak up, try to maintain the element of surprise, that'll be our best chance in my opinion." Janius continued, "if at all possible, I don't want to be fighting them on their terms. That's all I have to say."