[color=8882be][h2]Neela[/h2][/color]

Neela sat in silence the whole wagon ride, she was allowed to volunteer so just maybe her appearance itself would be an indication that Chalice is indeed not harboring any Laguz as slaves. She could hope but it would probably be turned around as them forcing her to fight. Yet her adoptive father would want her to help clear up any doubts, so that was why she was here in the first place. And she would make proud by his name, and she would force herself to trust these Beorcs. It would be the only way she could overcome her little grudge anyway. Yet despite her wanting to make conversation she just couldn't bring herself to do it.

Just then they were told they would rest for the night, upon that statement the soldiers piled out of the wagon and began to set up camp. Neela the last to hop out looked at all of them working to set up camp, while some talk among themselves while others handed out the water and food. It was strange to see so many being friendly with each other. So a man came up to her with a water canteen and asked if she wanted any, she stared at the container before taking it in her hand. [color=8882be]"Thank you."[/color] She spoke as she took a quick sip of it to give her body a little refreshment, before handing it back to the man and nodding as she walked away with her tail swishing behind her.

As she stumbled around the camp with people finishing up with their tents, she came across a few people setting up a fire in the middle of all the tents, one asked about her horse that was gray and had a red saddlecloth. One looked like one of them professional high ranking soldiers, who was setting up the campfire. And one just felt odd to her, she couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she felt more closer to him than the others. But she was slightly exhausted so she sat down near where they were working on the campfire, but stayed a little bit away from it incase it would be bigger than she thought.