Drek laughs once again.

"Now now," He waggles a finger at her. "we've all got our own little secrets. Maybe we should get to know each other better first."

He flashes a coy grin.

"SAARAI'A" Lilith hissed, venom dripping from her voice,"if you do not calm down you may not come with us, is that clear?"

She then grabbed the wrist that she held onto the sword's hilt with her tiny hand, and there was a surprising amount strength.

*As the memories of the Demon that slaughtered her order came back to her, but still holding to her order Sarrai'a's hand starts to bleed as she digs her claws into her own hand to keep from shifting into her hybrid form* "Just know that I am watching you, a demon took my last pack I will not loose another the same way."

"I'll be sure to give you my good side."

Drekk steps to the other side of Sarrai'a so that she can see his good side.

Caelus seemed started at that wolf-like snarl, caught off guard by the sudden conflict. He made sure to keep his distance, not wanting to get caught in the middle of a feud.

*Sarrai'a hearing Lilith and feeling the grip on her wrist takes a deep breath before speaking towards Lilith* "Lilith I need to hit a tree, I don't care if you want to hold my wrist while I go to one but you are going to want to let go of my wrist when I get to a tree." *With that said she starts walking towards the nearest tree breathing deeply tears of sadness and anger welling in her eyes*

Lilith was absolutely livid. Maybe her desperation to get people in her guild caused her to make some hasty choices involving people who didn't know what it meant to be in a guild. She would have to be more careful now when it came to pulling out contracts all willy-nilly...perhaps she should set up a test trial for whoever the next person interested is...she also desperately hoping that the hunter who was following silently behind them wouldn't cause any outbursts like this. Being guild master was proving to be as difficult as she anticipated...she wasn't strong or intimidating or wise and sincere like the guild masters before her...she had absolutely no trucks up her sleeves to enforce respect. She was just the unfortunate sole survivor, someone who was never meant to be in charge.

She then reluctantly released Sarrai'a's wrist, allowing her to go punch a tree.

"Do as you will, but you will listen. Drekven is your brother now, like it or not. His past actions and his reasons do not matter now because he is your ally. Not once has this boy acted hostile towards you or anyone so your actions are entirely uncalled for. I do not know what has happened to you in the past that has caused you to lash out, but this isn't how we do things in a guild. You can't just threaten someone because you don't approve of their previous life choices."

Lilith took a deep breath.

"I really need you to reflect upon your actions, okay? Drekven may be cheeky, but he's only trying to be your friend like a good guild member would do."

*Saarai'a heard every word said by Lilith as her muscles tightened, her canines grew into fangs, her nails into claws, and her face became wolf like and she tore into the tree with her claws for a good minute, before stepping back and changing back into her normal form. After which she turned around and rejoined the group*
"Drek I apologize, I jumped to an unfair conclusion, if you were anything like the other warlocks I have run into you already would have caused trouble, and would have no interest in joining a guild with such a caring and wise leader. And Lilith I'm sorry about my actions I forgot what it means to be a part of a pack,"

Drek notices the string the of squirrels that Caelus is carrying.

"How fresh is that meat? When we get back to the guild I have a divine recipe for a squirrel stew that my cook from the Viridian Isles gave me if you would like to try it."

Drek acknowledges Sarrai'a's apology with a nod of his head and a smile.

"It's quite alright dear, what do you think about squirrel stew?"

*Sarrai'a looks confused for a second at the lack of reaction to what she had just done, but then shakes it off as the likely hood of a warlock having seen a werewolf before is rather high, she sniffles before saying* "That sounds nice"

Caelus seemed rather spooked. Sarrai'a had just shifted... into a wolf-like form? He didn't really,hear Drek's question, too busy worrying if Sarrai'a would eventually sniff out the fact that Caelus is bonded with a demon as well...

*Sarrai'a then sighed* "I suppose there's no point in hiding it now, I would have preferred to have not revealed this information until being more integrated into the pack, but my previous order was the order of the lycan a sect of blood hunters that willingly become lycanthropes in order to better defend against demons and other dark forces, its just been so long that I have been without my pack to help guide me and control the beast that I carry that I was starting to loose some control."

"Now that's more like it." Lilith huffed. She was mildly phased by the impressive transformation, but didn't let it show because really, what was she expecting? It was kind of obvious since she kept calling the guild a 'pack'. "Now, let's keep going. We don't want to keep the nice man waiting too long."

"Yes lets" *Sarrai'a took up the pace that she had following behind Lilith*

Up ahead on the forest path is a stump upon which a humanoid sits, silver hair shrouding her face. Cloaked in blue with what appears to be a hunched back, from a distance this actually quite young lady appears to be quite old.

*looks up at the person sitting on the stump, and gives that air a sniff to see what she smells and is quite surprised to smell feathers, but with what just happened decides to wait to see what this "human" does*

The humanoid doesn't move, eyes closed. The silky hair blows lightly in the wind, but the cloak shows almost no signs of moving, clearly being held onto quite tightly. Though she was young her hearing and smell was not the best as she was dozing off lightly without noticing any of the nearing party.

"So the woman sitting on the stump over there, I'm smelling feathers from her not sure what that means its curious though."

"Excuse me, miss." Lilith called out, trying not to alarm the clearly distressed woman, she wasn't sure what Sarrai'a meant by the smell of feathers, but she was clearly using her cloak to conceal something, so wings or a feathered body wasn't out of the question. "Are you alright?"

The woman jolts a bit, fully waking. She straightens up a bit, but still has quite the hunchback. Her head turns towards them slowly, face still covered by her hair.