She couldn't blame him. After all, if they'd done this to the entire village...What hope did the small group of them have?<br/><br/>And if Cedrik got hurt, or killed...Well, that posed several questions Delphine didn't care to think about. She could feel eyes on her, watching, as they retreated - the distinct sense of being<em>prey</em>, being sized up for...What?<br/><br/><em>Why are they holding back?</em><br/><br/>From the little she'd seen of them, they were ravenous, flesh-hungry things; If they'd charged, Delphine's small group would've been overwhelmed in minutes at best, seconds at worst. And yet...<br/><br/>She knew, better than anyone, that a pack didn't<em>decide</em>to charge. It was more like every member deciding, individually, to attack. But something - Or<em>someone</em>- was holding them back. That was what Cedrik thought, at least...And the more Delphine looked on, her claws at the ready, the more true that seemed. Except - If the ghouls were in someone's thrall...Why let them leave?<br/><br/>That thought lingered, even as they hurried from the city walls. She felt safer, once they'd withdrawn into the distance...But would it be far enough? Delphine found her ears twitching, listening for the first hunting calls, the sounds that'd let them know that something was coming...<br/><br/>She blinked, at Cedrik's words - Momentarily distracted, before she nodded!<br/><br/>"-Of course, Master," she said, unusually serious; "In fact...I think that's a<em>good</em>idea, especially tonight."<br/><br/>The lovely Eidolon smiled, the gorgeous brunette's violet eyes flashing - "I'll be sure to protect you, Master!"<br/><br/>One thing was for sure: She wasn't going to feel safe until they made it back home!