Eiyuu Kishi Den

Sara swallowed the large lump in her throat, at first it caught her by surprise but she quickly decided.

"I'm sure they're a nice pack, and I have every right to be courted, but I am not for the taking. I belong to no one." Sara was giving the pack the benefit of the doubt.

"That said, I've currently chosen to run with this pack, and as such will see it through. I can deliver the message." Sara said with her serious face on the best she could.

She gathered her self and made her way in the direction of the pack.

Al nodded and watched Sara go. Regardless of whether they were werewolves, goblins or humans, he had no desire to fight. The more he drew the accursed sword, the more it's hold grew over his mind. However, he was uneasy. If the werewolves wouldn't take no for an answer there would be a fight on their hands.

The pack leader eagerly awaited Sara, having noticed that her scent grew stronger, her presence closing the gap between them. The alpha stood tall with a crooked grin on his lupine lips. "I see you came to give your answer directly. I appreciate it a lot more than having the feeble and lessers come and deliver your message. So, what say you?"

Sara step up just outside of arm reach, set her eyes square in to his.

"I don't care much for your tone...and my friends are not feeble nor lesser. Although you offer is flattering I have to decline. Understand under any other circumstance I might accept, but life has already set me upon a path and I attend to see it through." She said firmly.

Her skin began to get warm and uncomfortable.

"That is...unfortunate." The pack leader said, with some annoyance in his voice. "We'll meet again in the future, and you can decide then whether or not to rescind your previous decision." He motioned to his pack mates and skulked off into the darkness of the night.

Sara sighed with relief heart nerves dropped and she waited a second before she returned to the camp.
"We should be fine. I don't think he much liked the answer I gave him but they left it at that and went about their business." she said with a sigh of relief.

"Hmm...I hope that's the last of them," Aroal mused. "We should prepare for bed then. I will take the first watch shift."

"I will second that," Zylanthian said, followed by a third by Wolfgang with a little growl to accent. "Honor thy parents, I always say. There was a clear lack of ancestral love there..."

Sara walked by Wolfgang and Ludwig touching both of them with her hands softly.
"I'll take the last watch if no one minds, I am a bit tired." she said with a soft yawn and made her way over to a tree. Her nerves were shot and she was ready for the day to move on.

"I'm really not much for taking turns of watch, but I'll take second watch. It'll be the darkest part of the night, and I might as well be of some use." Mieijha sighed. Taking watch really wasn't something she'd be looking forward to. She'd much rather sleeping through the night so she was plenty rested for the long trip the next day.

Al grimaced. "I think I'll avoid sleeping for most of the night..." he muttered under his breath. Secretly he was hoping to take the longest watch, so that his screams and nightmares didn't wake the camp. "Ellaine, turn in." he half-ordered. "We'll practice your swordplay tomorrow morning."

"Yes, Master Al." Ellaine said with a soft sigh. He's not coming to bed. That means he'll probably sit up all night so not to disturb the others. The young squire moved off into her tent and plopped herself onto her bedroll. If she tried to stay up with Al he'd just get mad at her, thinking that she was patronizing him. It was best just to sleep now, and sleep was easy to come by for the young woman.

Despite the fact that no watches seemed left, Zylanthian had decided to stay up at least for a while. Wolfgang and Ludwig appreciated the night almost as much as their companion did. Zylan could not help but hold precious the moments when his sight returned...

"If Al is staying up, perhaps you should go ahead and rest, Mieijha," Aroal said to the elf woman. Mieijha was delicate, and Aroal thought it best that she sleep.

"R, really? You mean it?" Mieijha smiled sincerely. "Well then, goodnight all." She rushed off into her tent and collapsed against her bedroll before someone could take it back.

Al laughed at Mieijha's quick retreat. "Somehow I don't think she wanted to stay up anyways." He said shaking his head. "Zylan, do Wolfgang and Ludwig smell the presence of those werewolves any longer? Regardless of what Sara says, I don't think they'd just give up with their tails between their legs just yet."

Zylan listened quietly for a moment to the silence of the night before responding. "Their scent was never noticeable this far away. We haven't noticed it yet, besides present company of course."