"Probably not from you," Tynan replied, sounding quite unconcerned. Maybe from the little passenger you seem to carry around, though, he added privately to himself. "It's something else, probably..." His eyes grew distant a moment. "...probably a few of them, so the owls are warning."

He saw the skeptical look she gave him. "Druid, remember?" he added, jerking the thumb of his free hand towards himself. "Druid? Powers? You don't have to be Araawan to have them, you know. And 'a few' is about as accurate as you're going to get from owls, since they're not famed for their arithmetic abilities. That means it could be two, could be a dozen. I'd feel alot safer once I'm surrounded by my happy furry friends with the sharp teeth and even sharper noses."

"Is this how you make friends?" Adam asked blandly.

"Must be the company I keep, they have that effect on me." Tynan replied. Adam stuck his tongue out at his guardian.

"That's not the point-" Feather began.

"Oh? Where exactly will you go then, all on your own, with no blessing from Shinistra?" Tynan asked bluntly. "Every creature out there knows there's something in these woods - something dangerous. Where will you run? I've lived here for three years and nothing has ever scared the animals like this. There is safety in numbers - especially when surrounded by a dozen big hairy things with pointy teeth. We'll decide what to do in the morning. Or would you rather run off and get killed? Now there's a hard choice to make."