"Stubbornness has been going around lately." Tynan murmured. He looked at the old man, wondering how exactly Feather would react if he brought two human priests to the den when the Church of Fire clearly propogated hatred for the Snake People. Then again, the church had propogated hatret for druids aswell, and he wondered why he was even considering helping these priests. Because I'm not them, I hope, he added privately to himself. When he thought of her, the memory of her asleep in the den, he idly realized that she was very beautiful.

"I know of a place," he said slowly. "It would be best if-" He stopped, feeling a chill trickle down his spine. He was sure his hair was standing on end as the atmosphere subtly changed. There was a growling from the bushes as the two wolves sensed something. He put his hand on Arum's arm, his serious eyes staring out into the darkness. "Don't do anything hasty." he said quietly. "Those wolves are friends. Something's out there, they can feel it." His brown eyes met Arum's. "Pack up those things of yours, I'll take you and your master some place safe."