{OOC: Another shorter one. They'll pick up again soon, promise! My brain still refuses to work properly when it comes to this rp lol}<br/><br/>Both Gimmel and Beyt were somewhat surprised that they decided to go out hunting anyway and leave them behind. Perhaps they knew about their slight tension, however the tension was simply light and nothing too obvious. They were siblings after all. Was it so uncommon for siblings to be tense around each other at times? Sure Gimmel wanted answers but he would get them on his own time without the aid of the other wolves though he did appreciate the fact that Fatal was willing to search for herbs. He knew a little about medicine but he was not as skilled as she was when it came to playing doctor. When he was young he had the Prophetâ€™s medicines memorized but that all seemed to be a memory now, as much as it saddened him somewhat now. A lot of things have become just memories over timeâ€¦ like Aleph, he reminded himself, not really sure what brought him into the picture.<br/><br/>The siblings looked at each other again for a moment, seemingly doing that silent communication again, before Beyt gave a nod. â€œGimmel and I shall remain here then.â€ She spoke boldly though she knew deep down that she hoped she was not being a burden. It wasnâ€™t her fault that she had been shot, it wasnâ€™t like anyone expected her to get kidnapped either. It wasnâ€™t their fault or hers that she was injured, but that didnâ€™t mean she wanted to delay their journey. Gimmel nudged her to give reassurance but that didnâ€™t seem to ease her mood.<br/><br/>She was worried about him and Jhene as well, she was especially curious as to why Gimmelâ€™s true self had not awakened when Jheneâ€™s did. She dared not question these things now however. Perhaps she will pull Drake and Fatal aside to ask them about it later. It was bothering her greatly now, especially with how Jhene seemed so distant. Gimmel seemed to be just fine other than wanting some answers himself. Perhaps if she gave them he would awaken, the thought scared her but then again she really did hate keeping her brother in the dark like this. The thought of death was not appealing, however, so maybe she should respect Fatal and Drake, keeping her mouth shut no matter how much her brother wanted to get answers and how much it hurt her to lie.<br/><br/>Beyt spoke again, â€œAfter I feel better we will take our leave at once. I really donâ€™t want to hold anything back because of a wounded shoulder.â€ It was always best to be honest. The truth sets one free. And being the honest wolf she was, Beyt could not help but voice her thoughts. What if they spoke behind her back, thinking how weak she was for getting hurt like that? What if they thought ill of Gimmel for not being able to protect her as she was being kidnapped? And why were such thoughts so important to her now, she wondered, trying her best to shake them off. It was making her a bit angry, frustrated, and she didnâ€™t want that. For now it was best to just find some food and keep going before anything else happened.