Clan Ashara, assemble!

[serannas]

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[samahl]

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.

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Gavin sighed as he walked down toward the river, barefoot, since they were so close to the aravels. He sat down on a rock at the water's edge and let his feet sink into the cool stream. He didn't even notice that he'd disturbed Ellana, at first, until he looked up from his own internal reverie and spotted her.

"I would stay away from the keeper this afternoon, if I were you," he warned wryly. "I think I've gone and gotten her quite riled up."