Tumult

Letting his head lower slightly at his loss, he looked to his puppet and smiled. "We put up the fight at least. Come Lajzig, we must talk..." The brute moved forward, his toned body flinching as if something had pained his soul. The thought of putting all of his being on life and limb and the disapproval. A pained laugh merged only somewhat. He wouldn't leave the Haunters, but he had to let them know he wasn't giving up Lajzig either. Although she was his creation, he was close to her as well.

Moving out of the Temple, he wandered over to Pikes lake to have a talk with the Ex-Lurker Queen. We will still win this fight.

Hydras & Others

With no one else to trust or turn too, the ex-Lurker had full, unyielding trust in Risen's son. She and that tiny deer had become the only thing in her life that made sense, and from her own newly-narrowed perception of the world, he had done nothing but help her to heal and become strong again. Carrying her head low, she sauntered along with the other obediently enough, ignoring whatever looks or words might be thrown her way by the others.

Quilikham stayed back this time, since Tumult hadn't directly invited her to join. She turned back to the giant room to seek out Velvet, and figure out just how many the lioness had managed to sway her way. It wasn't a huge number by any means - but it could be enough to create dissension in the pack, and keep everyone on their toes.