At first Ceilidh could not sleep, she was lacking her stuffed white rabbit. Even with the tartan blanket and black fur coat her rescuers had provided she was still cold. Suddenly she felt a new warmth pressing against her back, she turned around and found the wolf-girl, now in her original form. Ceilidh sniffed and moved closer to the wolf.

"Thank you," she said softly. The wolf nuzzled her head softly and rested her own on her paws. "Who are you people and why are you in the Outlandish Desert?" She asked them.

The first man answered her, the fire illuminating his long white hair and setting his golden eyes ablaze, "I am Valenciant Cariad, that's Masako Joesph next to you," he motioned to the woman that had picked her up next, "That's Greer Muir," He pointed to the last woman, "That grouch is Tsurikie Yamiko," He pointed to the strawberry Blonde man, "That's Normack Boden, and that last member of our group is Darnartian Moon."

Ceilidh nodded and moved closer to Masako. "Thank you for helping me today."

"No problem Lass, it's what we do, we're the good guys!" Greed said excitedly.

"Unless you're an enemy, then we're the bad guys!" Normack laughed and winked at Greer.

Greer sighed in exasperation and looked away from him, crossing her arms over her chest. Normack lost his frown, but a new determination burned in his copper eyes. Ceilidh giggled softly and looked back at Valenciant. "What are you going to do with me now?"

"For now you will sleep, in the morning we'll take you to the safety of Marmoreal." He said to her softly and gave her a tiny almost unseen smile.

Ceilidh nodded and snuggled closer to the wolf. "Good night little Enjeru." Masako said to her softly with that odd ability she also seemed to possess.

"Can you take care of her from here Masako?" Valenciant asked as he stood straight. Masako nodded and relaxed again.

"Go ahead and hunt, you'll need it to keep up your strength. Good luck, you'll need it in the desert." She whispered.

"Thank you my Love." He said just as softly and then ran off into the desert and Ceilidh succumbed to sleep.