Laluna listened to everyone, and chuckled a bit at Mehadrin's offer to Dusk. Still, she wondered what kind of a tribe he came from, if he had been raised to be only beautiful... She decided to steer the topic elsewhere, since Marut seemed so anxious about something that had been said.
"Anyway, I don't know why the high one would want to kill us, but Guyaro seems certain that it will happen, unless we kill him first." Laluna sighed.
"I guess we don't know enough yet to really do anything... and I'm not fond of killing in the first place. Well, we'll figure it out tomorrow. I'm spent." Laluna smiled and nodded at everyone, and returned to her previous sleeping den on the other side of the big tree. She thought of taking the cub to rest with her, but since he seemed busy chewing and playing with everything, she let him be. He could find his way there on his own if he wanted to.
Laluna curled herself on a comfortable spot and fell into deep sleep.