Arro's sudden grasp at her arm startled Eccelisa, to say the least. But she didn't shout, she didn't make any sound at all for that matter. A hunter makes even less noise than the quary. She had learned that lesson quite awhile ago.<br/><br/>Her guess about Arro had been right - he weighed little to nothing. He was also unsteady on his feet, very much unlike his mother and her sister. Eccelisa's hand strayed to where the pentant layed under her earthy tunic. The wooden teardrop helped calm her nerves a bit. It reminded her of an innocent life.<br/><br/>Eccelisa glanced back to Dasavi. The animals were just starting to disperse, her blue eyes thinned in thought. That wasn't good. She stopped and waited for the younger woman to catch up.<br/><br/>"Are you okay, Dasavi?" she asked her while placing her calloused hand on Dasavi's shoulder and searching her purple eyes. The poor girl looked close to drowning her soul with tears.