Raschen eyed the Long eared beastkin as he felt himself scrutinized to a fault. For some reason he felt a sudden need for self consciousness in reaction to his gaze whilst he was sized up. His ears perked to the Hase's words of intent before they quickly laid flat to the screams of fire and attack on the other side of the wall, shaking his head when accused of his own people being involved. He blinked when he spoke a name. Taryn. So this was that fiery Hume's name. He smiled, repeating the name quietly before he turned to oblige the Hase's escape. He bit his lip. He knew the Hase would take care of her. And he hoped to see them both again for this meeting the Hase prescribed. As for the current moment he needed to think of his own self preservation, his body pluming in dust once more before he was gone, re-entering sight among the high rising rocks that filled the center of the Warren, him crawling along them stealthily to steal a glance from a higher perch, his spyglass at the ready form the pouch at his waist. He eyed smoke raising form within the walls and lights from the blaze. He scanned what he could make out form his position, trying to find the responsible party. He was almost certain it would not be his own kind or the Hyane. The Hyane thought the Hume's laughable. why would they strike?