The blue cat gazed into the distance, her tailtip twitching quietly. She wasn't sure how to handle the situation with the Sahar; the desert clan was fierce, but Teffen was so self-assured and so hopeful, she couldn't help but hope that maybe, just maybe, his goodwill would assuage them, win them over. Couldn't they see that there was no violence in this clan? It was coming together to make life easier for them, not harder, and they were small and few. A war with the Sahar clan would be devastating; they wouldn't pick a fight. Couldn't they see that? Shaking her head, she turned to the group around her. It wouldn't do to confess her fears in front of them, so she smiled. "It'll be nice, having a home and a family. No more of this wandering around for me!" The truth was, Savvy had quite enjoyed her nomadic lifestyle, but Teffen... Teffen was her friend. Her best friend. He'd do anything for her; this was the least she could do for him. "You all lookin' forward to shippin' your lot with us? It won't be easy at first, but I think it'll be worth it." If we survive the Sahar. She nodded at a pair of blue cats standing near each other; she vaguely recognized them. "What do you think?"