When Cyril came back from his hunt with Merrick, it was just starting to be late into the evening. Most of the clan had gone to sleep, able to rest in the knowledge that the pair was likely safe despite the high chances they were getting into some kind of trouble.

Cyril was grinning pointed ear to pointed ear as he headed straight towards the fire still lightly burning in the center of the camp. He didn't think that Ellana would be asleep just yet. He had something he wanted to show her.