Altar of Twilight party time, excellent

She may have seemed flippant, but Eigma knew that the tasks were important. If she was going to eventually prove herself to this boy and work her way past his ego, she would have to get going. Without another word, she turned and departed - although she gave a small nod to both of them, her gaze lingering briefly on Wildfire - and with a slight adjustment to her weaving step, she began to head east. How far were these two packs from Moonspear? She wanted to get this done quickly, but she wasn't exactly in the greatest shape to travel the world; still, nothing could be done about that now. The tasks were laid out before her (quite literally) and she would complete them. In the process, maybe she'd figure out if Moonspear was worth all the trouble.

[Exit Eigma!]