She had stayed beside her sponsors son the entire time they were in the tavern. When it was time to head out she was still there shifting her bow and arrows on her back and walking with a sort of grace that only one of her sort could have. Not only did she have that feline grace about her but there was something more, something trained about it. She assessed the threats to Wlady once there and followed him to the straws and drew the same color. If it wasn't rigged then the luck of the draw was quite good.<br/><br/>Once the group assembled she nodded to each in turn and let her eyes roam a bit over Calim and then those eyes of hers widened slightly and her teeth bared slightly. "I heard about that when I was at the estate. It sounded like it would have been a site to see." She turned to the others flicking her tail several times lazily. "Saruma, Master of the Hunt for House Medveyd. I have known his lordship most of my life actually. It will be an honor to travel with all of you to the Green Belt."<br/><br/>She looked back at the gnome a little annoyed. "Shall we see who can handle the wilds there better?".  She seemed to think this a jest though a poorly made one. She was going to take the protection of the group very seriously though and it might get her into a tab bit of trouble.