Ariel smiled slightly while she looked away and heard the words of the alpha. It looked as if she had recieved some comfort knowing that her sister had found a place in the world. A loving place amongst a family. Even if they were lycans, this pack seemed to be less savage than the ones that had attacked the coven. That of course did not say anything about the state of the cave they stayed in, but that was not important for now. The words that the alpha followed up with turned Ariel's expression back to how it was. It hurt because it was true.

Being given the task to pass judgement on Ariel, Sabine shot a glance to Meesei, then back to Ariel. She swallowed, feeling strange to have such a power. Sabine stepped up close to Ariel, who looked up at her from her seat with a hunched back. Sabine extended a shivering hand very slowly forward, as if afraid that Ariel would hurt her. With Ariel staying perfectly still, Sabine placed her hand on Ariel's shoulder and her jaw began to shiver along with the rest of her body as she slowly opened her mouth. "I'm..." Sabine blinked and a tear came down from one eye, "I'm scared... of you..."

Ariel closed her eyes, feeling completely resigned.

"But you... took me from the cage..." Sabine still had her eyes fixated on her sister. With both hands, Sabine held each of Ariel's cheeks, prompting her to open her eyes again. "Promise. Never hurt a werewolf again." Sabine said, a new confidence in her voice.

"I promise. I will never hurt a werewolf ever again. I saw what harm I did, I don't want to repeat it." Ariel said without any hint of thinking otherwise.

"Promise you won't hurt Meesei, or Lorag, or Ahnasha, or Janius, or Fendros!" Sabine said much louder, her eyes gleaming with tears.

Ariel glanced around as much as Sabine would allow her. Judging by the names, they were probably her packmates. "I promise. I will never hurt them."

"Promise you'll stop the coven from making the gas that you used on me!"

Ariel's brow furrowed, "What? They're making the suppressing gas?"

Sabine nodded furiously. "In these crates," Sabine pointed to the lines of crates and barrels, most still full of broken glass, but the scattered glass swept away. "The crates. They were full of them!" Sabine stepped back, releasing Ariel.

Her mouth slightly open in shock, Ariel sat up straight. "No, they couldn't have... not unless." Ariel's eyes widened and she brought one hand to her mouth. "Lilia... Vile..." She breathed from behind her hand. Lowering her hand and pursing her lips in anger, Ariel continued, "I will take care of that. I swear it."

Tilting her head in slight confusion, Sabine questioned Ariel with her eyes.

"There is a war brewing, Sabine, anyone paying attention to Daedric affairs is aware of it. Clavicus Vile and Hircine have been trading blows." Ariel explained, "Lilia, one of the witches that assisted me in trying to find a cure, she has had dealings with Clavicus Vile in the past. She must have recreated my gas to use on werewolves, even after I destroyed my notes."

Sabine stepped up and took Ariel by the shoulders again. "You did not make the gas?" Sabine asked, her own eyes wide.

"Of course not. I've seen what it does. I've not made it since I released you."

Sabine stood silent for a moment, then began to shake again. This time it was not out of fear. She threw her arms around her sister and stayed quiet.

"I'll make sure that they never make the gas again, and I know just how to do it. I promise." Ariel reiterated, slowly bringing her arms up to return Sabine's embrace and closing her eyes. "Oh little Sabine, how you've grown."

Sabine's crying became audible now, they remained in each others arms for another while as the rest of the pack looked on.

When Sabine let her Ariel go, she turned around and wiped her eyes, before looking at Meesei. "I want her to live." Sabine said, wearing a rare smile.