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Thabiti stood, looking over his shoulder to the large lion who bounded up to the group. He spoke no words, but recognized him clearly from he met the pride during the introduction of the recent Hongshan. Also from the war-games practice as one of the 'guards'. The others here were probably brighter than he was to come up with something. But he kept eyes on the group.

Dum's du omaesrems ksived...
( Don't do anything stupid... )

"Thabiti is hungry. Thabiti will climb and catch food. Miles or no. It feed us all."

At least he was getting used to the tongue.

Aodhfin kept himself from giving a loud groan when the rocks fell and not shortly after Tarsa showed up. he then had to keep himself from wanting to face palming at the explanation that his half sister and Serkan came up with for what they all were up to. " yeah Morag wanted to do a bit of hunting. but of course she had to over do it and cause chaos just because she still getting into the swing of things." grumbling, he was acting like the highly annoyed younger half brother that had not wanted to be here in the first place. "good job Morag." rolling his eyes, he hoped that their story would hold up or they would be failing rather miserably without going very far.

Aithne shifted herself as she landed on the other side of the wall she was trying to get herself back together, she hated jumping over things. As she did though she turned and turned toward the others. She couldn't believe some one knocked over the rocks. She rolled her eyes and then looked around at the others. She thought they probably could have made it before anyone noticed them but apparently that would have made sense. She really wanted to get her paws around the one that 'planned' all of this. She was really wondering who it was. Regardless she was in for it because of her own curiosity. And almost to act as a spy for her nephew.

The lioness was about to suggest something and then it almost appeared as if the guard appeared out of no where. She made a face at the excuses that were being made but she just looked around and then nodded in agree with with the others. "We're just trying to make everything seem like it's back to normal, and we went with her just in case something happened to her." She nodded simply as her red eye's moved to the garud's.

Tarsa furrowed his brow suspiciously. Hunting game? All the way out here? Who did they think he was, Hraga? Hmph. It sounded like an absolutely ridiculous story! His expression turned severe. They were up to something all right! For a moment, it looked like all was for naught.

...but then they started the sobstory about helping Morag. And Tarsa immediately felt awkward. She was the one who had gotten hurt during the skirmish, wasn't she? This was some sort of...bonding...thing? Tarsa wasn't good with feelings. From the look on his face, they might as well have told him she was about to fly over the wall. He was suddenly completely unsure of what to say in response.

"Oh..." the round lion fidgeted. Feelings. He didn't get posted here to play cheerleader to anyone, but he couldn't exactly rag on someone who had helped defend the pride. She might have gotten injured in the process, but to Tarsa, that meant she wasn't a coward. "She-uh..."

By that time, Elcca had reached the top of the rock pile again. She got a grasp of the situation pretty fast, and decided to lay it on thick. "I think she's doing such a good job, don't you Tarsa?" the brazen lioness said in her best sing-songy, pitying voice. "She's so brave!"

Tarsa looked noticeably uncomfortable. "I...guess... you're doing a good job if you chased it all the way here..."

"The first step to recovery is building self confidence!"

Now Tarsa really looked like he wanted to leave. "I...guess...? Uh, I'd better check on what Hraga's...doin...with the things. I've never seen a wilderbeast climb up rocks like that though. It couldn't possibly have gotten that far."

NICE WORK GUYS. Better get moving before Hraga finds out and starts crying over such a beautiful story!

As Tarsa left, Serkan's eyebrows went up. Well, that was easier than he thought... It had helped that everyone simply went with the story. Though this was a rather large hunting party... But all the better, right? It meant GOOD prey... "We bring back good size wildebeast so they REALLY believe..." He then turned to Morag, motioning with his head to the wall. "Come, climb on back and up wall, reach other side without falling." He'd have to be careful as he picked his OWN way up, but for the time being, helping someone else up was a bit more important. Going back to a prior thought, they were better off with all paws counted for.

As each of the others chimed in, Morag's expression got more and more blank, her jaw clenching and only a force of will keeping her tail from lashing. Dropping her head in what could have been embarrassment, she coughed, kneading her paws against the ground.

"Yes. That is what we are doing. Now, if you'll excuse us? We might be able to track it down." She got out past her teeth, her voice choked. Maybe he'd take it as her holding back tears... but at least he was going to let them go.

Turning, she stomped her way over to the wall and proceeded up it. It was almost laughably easy now that she wasn't trying to be discreet or quick about it. The others could follow as they pleased, or deal further with Tarsa, but she was getting the hell out of there. She gave Elcca a look when she reached the top, her face thunderous, before she went down the other side.

They had better get the information they were looking for now, or someone would be getting some bodily harm.

Elcca had no shame. The bitter look Morag tossed her was countered with a wide, almost diabolical, grin. The kind of grin that said this trip was already worth walking up and down this stupid wall twice. Let it not be said that Elcca did not feed on misery!

"That was surprisingly brilliant," she hummed once it became clear Tarsa was out of earshot. She kept her position on top of the wall to watch the rest of the group climb over. From where she was seated, she could see the faintest trace of sunlight begin to creep up over the horizon. If she was the poetic sort, she would have noted it was rather beautiful. Instead, she simply took it in as background. "I wouldn't worry about it though, from what I hear no one lauds Tarsa for intellect anyways."

Yoan settled back down on her shoulder. "Daylight is coming."

The red lioness nodded. "We'll be going through the mountains most of the day. Won't want to travel this during the night. Hopefully our friends back there won't think to check up on our hunting progress."

Morag growled as she paced forward, not pausing to wait for anyone to catch up.

"I may have lost an eye in the ambush, but there is nothing wrong with my claws. I suggest we keep going while the guards are still busy." She called over her shoulder, her tail lashing behind her.

It was still up in the air if her injured eye would keep its sight once it healed fully, but she was NOT useless. That was part of what this trip was all about... to prove that she could still be effective, that she had lost nothing in that disastrous ambush. Come hell or high water, she WOULD make it there and back.