Azarel would scowl and fret knowing that this was true. They couldn't stay here at all and the kittens were going on a complete rampage. No doubt if they kept going like this they would most assuredly be ambushed out in the night unless one stood watch. And he knew that meant him since he was going to be outvoted. Ah well. It was such a shame but it was always a fact of life he supposed. Callistra would just have to be patient in his blessings towards her. In the meantime however they would need to press on and find a suitable place along the road to be able to camp for the night. But first he asked a villager<strong>"Which way did those destructive cat girls go?"</strong>