Akara's only acnolagment of the mages offer was a jerky nod. her thoughts were already far away, back in the wild unpredictible feirce beauty of her home land. Part of her thrilled to be going home. She truely hated leaving but worry made her chew her lower lip as her eyes stayed fixed on the distant horizon.<br/><br/>The wind played havok with her midnight hair as she made endless lists and plans in her mind. Her city thrived but it was small. Just finding a place for everyone to sleep would be a  challange, food would be another thing all together.<br/><br/>She finger combed her hair in slight irritation. She was stressing herself out about things she couldn't control. Taking a deep breath of the salty air she tried to relax and waited leaning against the ship rail waiting to catch thefirst glimpse of home.