Franklin woke with a start. Where was he, why was he not at the clearing? He looked around, seeing the sealed cavern he was in, and he noticed Miluiel, and his memories started flooding back to him. The clearing, the worgs, and the werecat that suddenly attacked them. Why, when there were so few of their kind left, would one turn on his brethren? Looking over to his companion, he remembered how brave she had been, how had it not been for her, they wouldn't be alive right now. He smiled at her, pouring her a small drink of water. It wasn't much, but it was enchanted, it would help her regain her strength. Setting it down near her, he lightly kissed her forehead, trying not to wake her.<br/><br/>The spirits were going to be upset with him. He had called upon them a lot tonight, and he needed to make amends. It would have to wait until they reached the haven though, he didn't have the time right now, he just hoped that the earth and wind spirits would keep them safe for a little while longer. He wasn't even sure how close they were to the haven, but given their pace, it was probally about half a day at best. Shaking his head again, he was amazed by this girl. "Thank you Miluiel, thank you for everything."