<span style="color: #ffa64d">"Well standing guard does seem easier, can we actually trust you with saving the Dyrads?</span>" Kula asked picking up the moth she 'captured' earlier and handing it to Berrac.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"Maybe we will want to join its brothers for the feast."</span>She stated with a very dry tone, turning to look at the effects of the attack that seemed to be fended off. It was like the cats drove a line between both the men and the women of the group, as both looked groups looked at the other in the most simplest way a man could see a woman and a woman could see a man In the worst simplest way.<br/><span style="color: #ffa64d">"Well We heard it would be dangerous and it seems like from the inside some one was trying to make it more dangerous."</span>Kula Sighed slightly.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"We are safe now, we can rest and mend what was damage ok, or at least while we wait for those two to save and return with our dryads." </span><span style="color: #000000"> Kula smiled slightly before sitting at the entrance of the cave and looked out at the canopy they where still inside.</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>