"Awwwwwwww!" comes the replies, as they shuffle through the portal, dragging behind them the bag of loot they'd collected, from their victories, one of the smaller bags of holding, though Draiss can see it's nearly completely full; it seems they had quite a haul.<br/><br/>Once back, Vorela and Tyra are waiting for them, the later grabbing her children, specifically, furious, dragging them off to her lair, her threats ringing in the air. It'll be a miracle if they see the outside again before adulthood. Vorela, on the other hand, is a little less overreactive with the remaining whelps, giving them a lecture reminiscent of Draiss'.