The moment that the small group of mages made it to the Black Forest hideout, Ansen immediately broke away from them before they recognized her in their ranks. She looked around in awe and, despite herself, anxiety. There were so many mages that had swarmed like ants to honey, only to be greeted by the Witch of the Black Forest. She had assumed that she'd have influence over mages, but not to this extent. That made it obvious how much the Mage population had grown subtle and weaker in order to keep a low profile. In a way, it saddened her, but she was no exception to this note. 

Allowing her hood to rest on her back, she slowly walked over to where the tables were and sat down at one, unaware that there was another already sitting there. She was so exhausted that she didn't notice much else other than the food on the table before her. Reaching out and grabbing several of the juicy fruits, she took a cautious bite of one. She still was paranoid of poisoning, but then she knew that the witch wouldn't bring all of the Mage population here only to poison them with her food. There would be no point in that. 

Finally, Anwen noticed the boy that had sat down at the table first and quickly stood up, as if afraid. [b]"Sorry... I didn't notice you here already."[/b] She was going to look for somewhere else to take her meal, but when she glanced around the main hall, she. Noticed that there was hardly any room anywhere else. She sat back down and sighed. She'd always hated crowded areas.