The elven maiden listens on to the conversation with an impassive look, her body still in a meditative stance even if her eyes are wide and alert now, scanning the others and the vicinity with a steely gaze.<br/><br/>At any rate, about this time a howl is heard in the distance, and that is when she would finally uncurl herself, standing up straight and stretching her body, arms above her head, working out the kinks from her limbs as her eyes glance toward the road, and the glinting hue of sunrise spilling over the treetops on the far side of the road.<br/><br/>"Well, since everyone's awake. It is daybreak. No sleep for the Claw this night then."