Turilia would remain upstairs, keeping a close eye on Kaheksa while she waits for the others to find the children, and bring them back up.  As her stomach works diligently on her meal, her mind does wander back up to the sister of the magi, waiting with Sira to come back and claim her.  Her mouth would actually water at the thought of getting that flesh sliding through her jaws and down her throat to rejoin her sister. Two sisters ending up digesting together and becoming a part of her, a delicious thought.<br/><br/>She'd take a large breath, letting it out slowly as she shoved those thoughts aside!  She had slipped up and let her inner wolf out and now she had feasted on another person, and was looking to do it again! She had to get herself back under control or she'd end up shifting forms back into a wolf again!  And this time one of the others might see her like that!  Gripping her staff tightly, and letting her forehead rest against it, she concentrated on burying those powerful instincts, and letting reason keep control.  They had work to do.  They had to get the children, and get them back safely.  That was the priority!<br/><br/>But, in the back of her mind, a part of her thought of that other wielder of magic in the accursed snake's coils, and yearned.