[IC] Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

[Muttonhawk]

Janius gave an agreeing hum, "Yes, it was fortunate that the Orcrest clan was welcoming. As much as this march will be an undesirable challenge, I don't doubt that it will put a nail in the enemy's coffin."

Meanwhile, Fendros was peering over the food that was being prepared. He looked up to Jo'rashaad with a smile and a look of recollection. "I remember you mentioning teaching Rhazii a bit more about the Khajiit while we are away." Fendros glanced over to Newt, "Will little Newt be joining in as well?"

Rhazii's attention was directed up momentarily when he heard his name, but his eyes were distracted by a shape coming up behind Ciinriel and S'ajira. Leaps-On-Elves sauntered up without any vocalisation and curled up beside Ciinriel under her arm.

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His head shot up back into reality. Tzirret was suddenly in the dining hall again, looking at the last morsels of his breakfast. He lightly slapped the side of his face a couple of times to keep himself from nodding off again. He was glad Gallus had woken him up, otherwise he might have missed the march. Although, he still would have liked a couple more hours of sleep.

The previous night had not just been sleepless because of the particularly bad lycan nightmare or even staying awake in worry. Tzirret had been trying to get a third trinket done after remembering that M'ibasa was not Ma'tanza's only sibling. He had been carving bone into the small hours of the morning and deprived himself of the sleep he needed to be at the top of his capabilities. He thought it would be no matter as his tasks were not especially complicated. Now, though, he was regretting it.

The earlier hour that Tzirret was woken meant that the dining hall was not quite as crowded as usual for meals. He was the first of his group of friends to get up thanks to Gallus having more duties than everyone else for preparation. He would wave people down as they arrived, but he especially wanted to catch up with M'ibasa, S'nishi, and Ma'tanza to give them the fruits of his recent labours.

[EliteCommander]

Newt glanced up briefly when he heard his name, but was very quick to return to playing with Rhazii since no one seemed to actually be speaking to him. Only Jo'rashaad gave a quick glance to the Argonian child, along with a smile. "Well, he does not have as much of a personal investment in it, this one wouldn't think, but he can certainly learn about us if he has an interest. Granted, by the looks of those two, they will probably be inseparable while you all are gone. It is good they seem to get along so well. For lycans, it is all too common for children to be raised alone, especially if they do not spend all of their time in a clan. Smaller packs, living in their own territory, rarely have children of similar ages. Of course, with this war shaping up how it has, large clans seem to be the norm now."

Ciinriel nearly jumped when she felt Leaps curl up beside her, though it was mostly out of surprise of being touched. She was more than familiar enough with the wamasu at this point to be comfortable with him being near her. She even began lightly rubbing the side of his head, behind his ears. Ahnasha, meanwhile, gave Leaps a curious look as his presence brought up a thought within her mind.

"Say, we are leaving Leaps here too, right? He is a predator, but I think he may still be too young to get involved in a battle like this. Not to mention how difficult it is to take care of him in the desert." Ahnasha asked.

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Being that two of them were going to be joining in the march, S'nishi, Ma'tanza, and M'ibasa had all awoken early as well. M'ibasa was groggy from getting up at such an early hour, but even he did not complain about it. Most of what filled his expression was the dread of his sisters leaving him alone, while they joined in the attack. Luckily, he was not trying to insist that he find a way to join them, but he was taking the occasional opportunity to try and convince them to stay. The three of them entered the dining hall together, and intended to spend as much time together as possible as a family before they would be forced to separate at noon.

[Muttonhawk]

Fendros gave Leaps a thoughtful look. "I had assumed that he would be joining us, but now that you mention it, you're right, the desert isn't good for him." Fendros gave S'ajira and Jo'rashaad an apologetic look, "He's...not too hard the take care of. He just needs to be fed twice a day and given some stimulation. He is even smart enough to relieve himself in a tray if you prompt him where. He mostly gets stimulation from the children, actually. He never wanders far from them and he seems a bit protective at times." Fendros' face changed with another thought, "But it's not fair that we suddenly hand him off. I'm sure we can find someone else to watch him while we're gone."

Leaps twisted his head enjoyably under Ciinriel's hand. With a friendly croak he lifted his chin onto her leg.

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The corners of Tzirret's mouth along with his ears went up as he spotted Ma'tanza and her family enter the dining hall. He was surprised to see them as soon as he did. Raising his hand, he waved to them in greeting.

"Good morning," he said perhaps a bit too chirpily as they approached, given M'ibasa's apparent mood. "How is everyone feeling?"

In addition to his greetings, Tzirret stood up to give Ma'tanza a quick hug.

[EliteCommander]

"It is not a problem. Jo'rashaad thinks he remembers someone mentioning Leaps to him at some point, regardless." Jo'rashaad answered, leaning himself forward slightly to get a look at Leaps on the other side of Ciinriel. "He does not seem to be too much trouble. Though, from what this one has heard of wamasu, that may not hold true after a few more years."

Kaleeth wanted to get up and move over to Leaps as well, but wanted to avoid disturbing Rhazii and Newt for the moment. "He will still be able to fit through the doors. Back in Bruma, that is. We did the measurements. But, we might have some problems bringing him around to places after a while. We could leave him in stables outside cities for a while, but...stablemasters might start getting afraid of him trying to eat the horses once he is too big. And honestly...he might. Some people have told me that it might be hard to train him both to be a war creature, but also passive towards smaller animals when unattended. I know he loves catching rats, and rabbits, and foxes, and one time a bear cub...we had to step in and help him after that one."

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Ma'tanza did not greet Tzirret with nearly as much enthusiasm as he had on his approach. She did return his hug, briefly, but quickly moved back closer to M'ibasa. "Oh, hello. We were just getting breakfast." She responded simply. M'ibasa waved hello as well, and S'nishi gave Tzirret a quick nod, but all three of them appeared to be more focused on one another than Tzirret. Ma'tanza did not necessarily act as if she were angry or otherwise upset with Tzirret, but rather was just not paying him much attention.

"So what are we going to have?" Mi'basa asked. "Since it's our last day...we can have those sweet cakes we saw before?"

Ma'tanza hesitated only briefly before returning a nod. "If we can find them again, sure. Maybe with us joining in the march, they will let us have a bit more than usual."

[Muttonhawk]

Janius at the very least gave an uneasy laugh at that memory. It was perhaps clearer to everyone else more than himself that he didn't know whether that memory was more worrying or humourous. "I think there may be no other option than to keep him outside of the cities when he gets to that point." Janius tried to turn things around to give Leaps some credit as he leaned forward slightly, "He's not all mischief, though. He did save Sabine's life on the way here."

---

It was more of a reminder to Tzirret than a realisation that Ma'tanza was putting more focus on M'ibasa than himself today. In his tired state it was not as obvious but he did not react adversely. It did, however, make it a little awkward to deliver his gifts.

Tzirret lifted a hand to try and get just a few more moments of attention. "Uh, hey, look, Tzirret knows that you wish to savour this time left, so he will not bother you long. He knows how close you all are..." Tzirret frantically reached into a belt pouch and pulled out something hidden by his closed fist, "But he made something for all of you to remember each other while you are separated."

Tzirret opened his hand in front of them to reveal a small bone disc made up of three segments connected by round branches that locked loosely into the segments adjacent. On the faces of each segment were very small renditions of Khajiit faces. They seemed to roughly resemble the three siblings repeatedly, such that each segment had carvings of two of the three. Each segment had a leather cord to tie it somewhere on one's person. Tzirret demonstrated how the three segments separated and handed them out.

"This one got the idea from jewellery he saw in Bruma once," he explained, "Each of you keep a piece and put them together when you reunite." Tzirret wanted to keep the gift quick and it showed with the tension he displayed while standing before them. He at least managed a smile.

[EliteCommander]

"Oh?" Jo'rashaad said curiously, while S'ajira perked up her ears to show her interest. "Jo'rashaad does not think he has heard this story. Was it during that ambush outside of Senchal, or some other time?"

Ahnasha smiled at Leaps. Even if the situation they had been in had not been a particularly pleasant one, it had at least shown a glimpse of what Leaps might be able to do in the future. Not to mention, it demonstrated quite clearly that Leaps' mind did hold some connection to the pack. Wamasu were not domestic creatures, so Leaps was tamed at best. For all the time they had been raising him, there had always been the question of how safe it would be to be around him as he aged. "This was before we arrived in Elsweyr. Just north of the Imperial City, on the shores of Lake Rumare. Some of us went down to the lake for a swim, but evidently, there had been some bandits tracking us. We outnumbered them, but with us split up and distracted, they took their chances. Well, Leaps noticed. I stayed back at camp and wasn't by the shore, so I don't know exactly what happened."

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By her expression, Ma'tanza was genuinely surprised with Tzirret's gift. It was simple, clever, and surprisingly meaningful. Ma'tanza was actually rather touched by the fact that Tzirret was giving her a gift not as a show of his own affection, but to help serve as a reminder of her own family. It was not a "selfish" gift in any sense.

Clutching both her and S'nishi's pieces in her hand, she quickly gave Tzirret another hug. "Thank you, Tzirret. This is very thoughtful." She said before putting her piece around her neck, wearing it as an amulet. Turning to S'nishi, she glanced down to the other piece contemplatively. S'nishi was not wearing anything at the moment, so it could not actually be tied to her. "Hmm...we can probably make this one into an amulet too. We just need a bigger cord, or we can tie it to your armor once you get that on."

M'ibasa put on his piece as soon as it was handed to him, though after a few seconds, S'nishi gave him a quick, stern look, which he immediately understood. "Oh, thank you." He said, with only a slight hint of reluctance.

[Muttonhawk]

"From what I recall, they caught Sabine off guard and held her at knife point," Janius explained, facing Leaps with a smile. "We were all naked with arrows pointing at us, the children included. We couldn't do anything without risking lives. They were going to take our belongings and Divines know what else, but then..." Janius looked past Jo'rashaad and held his hand out facing downwards as if gesturing to the scene as it was. "Up on the ridge where our camp was, we saw a creeping shadow, then a faint light, and then an arc of lightning shot down. It struck Sabine's captor and the bandits all flinched. Sabine shot out some fire and escaped, terrified as she was. The bandits quickly found out that they got more than they bargained for and we came out of it relatively unscathed."

Fendros added, "I seem to remember Leaps getting a nasty wound after he joined the fight. We were lucky that he had good healers."

"Valiant." Janius nodded, "He was valiant that night."

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Inwardly, Tzirret's entire mind breathed a sigh of relief as he returned Ma'tanza's hug. When Ma'tanza worked out something of a flaw in his idea, he owned up immediately, running his hand over his head. "Yes, Tzirret will admit that he found it difficult to think of something small you could wear, S'nishi," Tzirret said, looking up at her large face, "He figured that you might have someone tie it to your armour or baggage like Ma'tanza said."

When M'ibasa remembered to thank him, Tzirret gave a smile. "You are welcome. Now," Tzirret raised a finger, sounding more confident after his success, "Tzirret promised he would not waste the time you will have with your sisters, so he will distract you all no longer. He thinks he may have seen some sweetcakes with the rations when he retrieved his breakfast. There maybe some left if you hurry."

[EliteCommander]

Jo'rashaad, for a brief time, seemed confused by Janius' description of how the attack unfolded. At first, he was confused on how Leaps was even involved, until he put together the explanation in his mind. "Wait, did...Leaps shoot lightning down from the ridge? Wamasu can shoot lightning? Jo'rashaad...did not know this. Well, he has of course heard of the hunt of Haynekhtnamet, and the dagger carved from its tooth, but he didn't know all wamasus had such power. How do they do such a thing, being simple animals?"

Kaleeth, while she was no expert on the nature of animals or magic, had grown up with stories of most Black Marsh creatures. "I heard about the wamasu growing up. I was told outsiders described them as 'intelligent dragons with lightning for blood.' But, I don't think any of that is really literal. They aren't dragons, and they are pretty smart, but I think it is just instinct that lets them use lightning. And they definitely do have blood. They do seem rather...how would I put it, in tune with lightning though. Even their eggs put out lightning until just before they are ready to hatch. If I would have remembered that back when we found the egg, I probably would not have picked it up."

"This one sees." Jo'rashaad commented, though as he looked over to Ciinriel and Leaps, a hint of worry came over his expression. "Um...does he do it often? Use his lightning, that is?"

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With Ma'tanza holding onto S'nishi's piece of the amulet for the moment, she nodded to Tzirret. "Thank you, Ma'tanza thinks we will go look for them." She said before placing her hand on M'ibasa's shoulder and looking to Tzirret somewhat apologetically. "We, um, wanted to spent what time we have left together as a family. But...Ma'tanza will find you after the march start, okay? This really was thoughtful of you; thank you, again." She continued. M'ibasa was urging her to get moving with a few subtle movements, but she still remained for the moment.

[Muttonhawk]

Being Leaps' principal trainer, Janius answered Jo'rashaad's question with a shaking of his head initially. "No, actually he only seems to use it in threatening situations exclusively. I haven't taught him to use it while hunting, but he seems to have a good sense for when someone has hostile intent. He is remarkably clever that way. He has never shocked someone by accident..." Janius narrowed one eye and smiled, "Well, except for when he was a hatchling, but he could barely make a spark back then."

Leaps made a struggling croak and rolled onto his back, exposing his belly to Ciinriel.

"I'm confident that he'll pose no danger," Janius concluded, "He knows you all at this point."

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In spite of Tzirret inevitably looking and sounding tired, he gave Ma'tanza a warm smile. "It is fine," he nodded, "This one will see you then." Tzirret's eyes flicked briefly to M'ibasa looking impatient and he chuckled. He then put a hand on Ma'tanza's shoulder and gave her a light push in the direction that M'ibasa was urging. "Go on, then," he said with a grin.

Tzirret couldn't help but feel the urge to pull Ma'tanza in to kiss her. Though, he didn't want to take up any more of their time.

[EliteCommander]

"Yes, we were quick to do anything we could to teach him about that." Kaleeth added. "You might get a bit of a static shock from touching him every now and again, but nothing worth worrying about. We usually take him somewhere humid at least once a day, and preferably warm. He seems to like it. And so does Newt, since I'm thinking about it. Just, um, keep an eye on Rhazii when they're both in the water. Newt likes to challenge him to things when they swim. One time, he challenged Rhazii to see who could stay under the water the longest. I...don't think Rhazii realized the problem at the time."

Ciinriel began to scratch Leaps' stomach, though all of the talk of him having the ability to electrocute things did make her somewhat nervous in doing so. Nevertheless, Leaps kept up his current lazy, relaxed demeanor. He did not seem to have a great deal of energy at the moment, else he would likely be more direct in getting someone to play with him.

[Muttonhawk]

Leaps began to groan approvingly with Ciinriel scratching his belly. He was completely oblivious to the concerned talk around him.

Once again, Rhazii's attention was grabbed by his name. Even though his ears were up, he called out in protest. "It's not fair! Newt can breathe under water!"

Fendros gave Rhazii a smile. "You get to be bigger than Newt, though, right Rhazii? Isn't that unfair?" he teased.

"It's not the same, dada," Rhazii mumbled with a pout.

Fendros then turned to Jo'rashaad again. "Yes, expect many competitions if they arise."

There was a slight pause in the conversation with that. Janius decided to change the subject for the moment. "Jo'rashaad, S'ajira, I was wondering something. Has there been any talk about what is going to become of the Senchal clan after all is said and done here? Are you going to resettle back in the Tenmar?"

Some whispers exchanged between Rhazii and Newt before Rhazii slid off Janius' lap and jogged around behind the backs of the group. When he took the long way around to reach Newt, he reached out and pat him on the arm and whispered "You're it," before continuing his run.

[EliteCommander]

"Huh...wait!" Newt shouted when Rhazii tapped his shoulder and started running. In his surprise, he ended up falling flat on his face as he tried to scramble to his feet. However, he was entirely undeterred, and simply stood back up and continued running after him. With the children now otherwise occupied, Kaleeth was able to move a bit closer to the fire.

With Janius' question, both Jo'rashaad and S'ajira looked to one another. With only a slight delay, they both shook their heads. "We are not really sure, in truth. Ra'kalesh has not spoken of it, and we have not asked. This one thinks he and Ri'nakhad have just been focusing all of their efforts on the attack. What happens after this march will likely determine our future. If it goes well, then we will probably start making plans for rebuilding. If, Hircine forbid, it doesn't...well, it depends on what happens. This one hopes we will be able to find a place to rebuild in the south. The location of the outpost where we found the clan is a good one. We took as much as we could from there, but we still would have something to start with. Though, it might do well to move closer to Torval, just for the convenience of trade. Pelletine is our home, and both of us hope to return. But if we...lose too many in this attack, we may have to stay here for a while. This one doubts we would ever directly plan to stay here permanently, but if we have to stay here for long enough, that may happen anyway. Our numbers are low all ready, and this one does not know how many of us will be needed to remain a clan of our own."

"That isn't going to happen, don't worry." Ahnasha said confidently. "I know I can't promise that the attack will go off flawlessly, but we won't fail."

[Muttonhawk]

The game of tag took a couple of laps around the gathered group, adding some high shrieks of laughter at a continuous rate. As the two ran after one another in turn with their short-legged gaits, they found that neither were particularly faster than the other. Eventually the chase broke off to dodge around unoccupied furniture surrounding them. Newt was able to swat Rhazii's tail eventually, turning the chase around. Rhazii stood in place with a wide grin while counting to three slowly, as was one of the arbitrary rules they had put in place to keep the game from turning into a slap-fight.

Fendros took on a serious expression and nodded after Ahnasha made her reassurance. "At the very least, this attack will make it less of a danger to be a lycan clan in Elsweyr in the future. You can count on us."

"Hm," Janius said in agreement while pondering something. "So you might be known as the Torval clan from then on?" he mused, "Well, I suppose the name doesn't matter too much. Mostly I'm glad that we were able to relocate before anything bad could happen. It's been a run of good luck and smart moves so far."

With a measure of curiosity, Janius turned his head at an angle to Ciinriel. "What do you think of all this, Ciinriel? You've been rather quiet so far."

"By your standards, Janius, maybe," Fendros said with a sarcastic smile, folding his arms.

[EliteCommander]

Ciinriel did tense up reflexively when her name was called, but it only lasted a brief moment before she looked up to answer. "Oh, well it does make me a bit nervous. The attack, I mean. I have made a few new friends here, but a lot of my friends are going. After the attack on Senchal...I wish none of us had to fight anymore. But, at least it won't be a surprise this time. And, I can stay here with my parents."

With her attention taken away from Leaps for the moment, Ciinriel looked around and began watching Rhazii and Newt's game of tag. Instead of her prior, neutral expression, she started to smile. "Those two are pretty cute, you know. I always wanted a brother or sister like that, but...well it is good they will have each other growing up. I think I look forward to taking care of them. With them and Leaps, it might be fun."

"They are simply a joy to be around. They are more work than we ever could have imagined, but I don't regret any of the sleep I lost. I'm just so proud of how far Newt has come." Kaleeth commented. Pausing a moment, she leaned herself against Janius, placing her hands on both of his shoulders and planting a kiss on his cheek. "And I'm proud of how far you've come too. Would you have ever thought you would be where you are now before you met me?"

[Muttonhawk]

"Never, my darling," Janius responded, bringing an arm around Kaleeth's side, "I'd probably not be nearly as happy, likely." He then turned back to Ciinriel with a grin. "I'm glad that you're looking forward to it. They can be a bit of a handful sometimes, but patience prevails. You'll enjoy yourself with that attitude."

Janius turned his head to Kaleeth and gave her a quick peck on the snout. He almost turned her question back at her, but he suspected that it would evoke homesickness more than anything.

Unfolding his arms, Fendros spoke up. "So, Jo'rashaad, I didn't see what you had obtained for breakfast. What have you got cooking here?"

[EliteCommander]

Fendros' mention of the food reminded Jo'rashaad to check on the meat. Fortunately, it was not overcooked, and would be finished within a few minutes. "This one believes it is called a sandcrawler. He will confess, he has not actually eaten one before, but he did make sure to ask how to prepare it. It is a type of desert crustacean, quite large and fairly common, but, um, much better when cooked. Jo'rashaad has already removed the shells, except for on the legs. The spices this one used to prepare them are not quite as sweet as some other Khajiit dishes; this one knows many non-Khajiit do not prefer that aspect of our cooking."

Somewhat surprisingly, Ciinriel was actually the next to speak. She had been as reclusive as usual when they first sat down, but it seemed that all it took to get her to open up was a slight push. "So, um, what do you all plan to do after all of this?" She asked, not directing the question towards any specific person. "I mean, after everything. After the war is over and everyone can settle down again. Do you think you will want to just stay in one place with your clan, or will your pack just keep traveling by itself. I remember before the attack on our clan, there were some packs and prides that wanted more adventure."

[Muttonhawk]

Fendros raised his brow in mild surprise upon hearing what the cooking meat was. "Interesting. I had assumed that it was some kind of seafood, though I suppose that would have been extraordinary out in this place."

Ciinriel's question brought everyone's eyes to her momentarily. Fendros glanced over to Ahnasha, as it was not something they had really discussed in depth. On the other hand, Janius and Kaleeth had given some thought about what they wanted to do. As a result, Janius answered first, giving Kaleeth a confirming look.

"Well, it really depends on the circumstances after the war," Janius began, "We are still a part of Meesei's pack, so she may still have other duties but...Kaleeth and myself wanted to find a place to settle and raise Newt, maybe even try having another child. Whether that is still in Bruma or some place warmer, we haven't committed, but I think after all this some stability would be welcome."

There was a pause in Fendros' response, both because he hadn't known Janius and Kaleeth's intentions up until now and because they may have conflicted with what he came up with. He answered anyway. "I don't think Ahnasha or myself have really discussed what's after all this. I know I would like to be with the pack, whether in a clan or in the wilds, it makes little difference to me. There are still some places in Tamriel that I would like to travel to, if at all possible. Who knows? Meesei might have more duties to carry out that take us to those places." Fendros looked over to Ahnasha, "What do you think?"

Fendros of course deliberately left out the long term objective of finding a way to extend Ahnasha's life.

[EliteCommander]

Ahnasha leaned back, supporting her upper body with her hands. Some of the conflict in her mind showed through into her expression, though it was not long before she gave an answer. "I think that really depends on how long this war actually lasts. It has already gone on for three or four years already, and we don't really have a way of defeating them for good. I mean, this isn't like a war between Empires and nations, we have to fight in the shadows, away from the prying eyes of civilization. That means this war goes...slowly. It takes us much longer to accomplish anything, so this still could go on for a while. I want to make sure I can have a place to safely raise Rhazii, but if he is old enough by the time it is over, then he can come with us. I'll be honest, I don't really like the idea of staying in one place for the rest of my life. I prefer to have some excitement."

Kaleeth chuckled and lightly shook her head. "There are others kinds of excitement other than danger, you know? When I was growing up, there were plenty of times I was able to enjoy myself without risking my life. I think family is much more important than all of that anyway. It doesn't mean we have to stay in one place the whole time; my clan moved from place to place with the seasons, but we always had that stability."

Ahnasha lowered her head slightly. "Yes, well...I just think I would be more comfortable overall in a smaller group." She said, though in truth, being in a large clan did not actually bother her. The trouble was that it made it harder for her to conduct her research.

[Muttonhawk]

"I'll admit that living in the wilds with a pack does make life simpler, even if it is more work," Fendros added. He reached his hand out to place it over Ahnasha's and gave her a reassuring smile, before turning to Ciinriel. "Whatever we do, the priority will be with raising the children. Until then, it is all in the hands of fate."

Janius nodded in agreement. He was glad that Ahnasha and Kaleeth's demonstrated differences did not erupt into an argument. He suspected that would be deferred into the future if it came to the pack splitting up due to competing interests. Janius did not look forward to that possibility.

Fendros looked to Janius and Kaleeth while Janius was paused for thought. "Did you have any particular spots in mind to live, if you get to choose?" Fendros asked.

It took a moment for Janius to snap out of his thoughts, so Kaleeth had the opportunity to answer first.

[EliteCommander]

Kaleeth allowed her head to rest lightly on her hand as she thought. She did not quite have an immediate answer. "If it were just me, I would of course answer Black Marsh, but...I really don't know what the rest of the pack would want. I doubt everyone else would want to live there. Well, Meesei might, but it isn't comfortable for outsiders. I don't think it's really about where I want to live as much as where I don't want to live. The Bruma clan is very nice, but I don't want to live there forever. I don't really want to live in Skyrim, eastern High Rock, northern Morrowind...or the rest of Morrowind. This clan is nice as well, but I don't think I would want to live in Anequina, or, what is it called...the Alik'r."

Ahnasha gave a brief huff, along with a chuckle. "Basically, she'll be happy anywhere that isn't cold or dry. Or Morrowind."

Jo'rashaad nodded in understanding, but another thought had come to his mind. The meat had finally finished cooking, so he started to pass around breakfast as he spoke. "Sensible, from what this one knows of Argonians. Colors, for instance, was perfectly at home in the southern forests, but this one heard nothing but complaints from him about the desert. Though, to be fair, that was not an...uncommon sentiment. Anyway, one thing this one notices about your pack is how varied you all are. You seem to be from all over Tamriel. In this one's pride, most of us are either from Pelletine, or have lived there most of our lives. We met there and formed our pride there. It seems strange how your pack could even come together from so far apart."

"We do probably come from more places than most, but I wouldn't say we're that varied." Ahnasha explained. "Kaleeth and Meesei are from Black Marsh, and Sabine is from Morrowind, but the rest of us are all from Cyrodiil. Leyawiin, Bravil, Cheydinhal. Granted, all thsoe places are rather far apart, and take influence from different places, but they are all Imperial at their core."