Akara was one of the first of the ship running into the arms of her people as if she'd been gone a year instead of the scant few weeks she'd been away. She smiled and greet those gathered at the docks smiling and hugging old friends looking at home surrounded by her people. But the joyful reunion was short lived as her people realized something had gone wrong.<br/><br/>With the ease of some one used to command and the knowledge of who she could count on to help she explained very briefly her needs and several older people peeled off from the group to start preparing places for all the refugees. A few warriors that looked a few years older then Akara herself smiled good naturedly at her as they surrounded her. Several seemed to asses her taking notice of her injury and the slight look of worry that didn't seem to leave her eyes.<br/><br/>She smiled reassuringly as she caught notice of Ravus shifting his fingers threw the sand, making commentary to himself. She separated herself for most of the group who were already making themselves useful helping unload the ships and directing people as to where they should go. The only people that stayed with her were the warriors who seemed to loath leaving her too soon. "If you dress like that you'll burn before noon." She said with a light smile poking Ravus lightly as she passed him to help unload the ship.