Sarkan practically pranced back to their base, head held high in pride as the now possessed Satira calmly followed after him. When he had first found the engraving on the cave wall, he had thought nothing of it. But after hearing of an ancient legend from his father, he managed to put two and two together. Since then, he had become obsessed with finding the way to open it. A couple of informants, a tortured captive or two and he finally found out that the key was in Cat City and in the possession of the royal family. He then had schemed and planned for years until the necklace was passed down to the heir and then he struck.
He had through that getting the key from the young neko princess would have been easier than it was, but she had been quite clever in evading his grasp for so long. He, however, was the victorious one in the end. The cavern hadn't been filled with jewels and treasure and the type of weapon he had imagined, but what he got was better! With the dragon's host as his rival's new girlfriend, there was no way he could lose.
Prakash moved up to his master's side.

"What are we to do now my Lord?" He asked curiously. Now that the weapon was in there possession, he was anxious to see the full extent of its abilities.
Sarkan looked at his second curiously. "You ask as though you have a suggestion," He replied. His eyebrow arching in question.

Prakash answered back with a small nod. "I would like permission to test out the dragon's abilities." He risked a quick glance at the silent feline. She had perfect posture as she stood three paces behind them. Her stare was cold and unwavering and the breeze in the air seemed to turn to an icy mist around her. The soilders kept a wide berth around her, not wanting to get to close.

Sarkan mulled over the idea for a moment. Seeing what the new addition to their team could do was far from a bad idea. He smiled.

"Yes, I think that would be good idea." An evil thought popped into his head and he rubbed his hands together gleefully.

"And I know JUST where to do it."

The quickly darkening forest was unusally quiet of the night calls of owls and other noctural creatures as a band of thieves raced through the underbrush. The moon was rising in the darkening sky and clearly lit the treeless path that guided them back to their destination.
Yoko, Hiei, and Amira made no rest stops that night as they ran back to the base. Their silent feet hitting the ground leaving no evidence that anyone had been there at all as they dashed through the night. The thieves that had accompanied then were having a hard time keeping up with their leaders, even as well trained as they were. Amira was the first to notice the pants and slowed gait as the gap between them and the thieves lengthened.

"We should rest." She suggested abruptly to Yoko as they ran on.

"No time." He answered back just as quick, not even bothering to look at her. His golden eyes staring straight ahead thinking of only one thing.

"But not all of us have the endurance you do," Amira retorted smartly.

Yoko glared at her, sliding to a stop in his anger. "I realize that you are tired, but I, however, have a possessed MATE to deal with and she is currently in enemy hands so if you want to stop and take a little cat nap then by all means stay behind and do it, but I have more important things to think about!" He snapped angrily, his hands balling into fists.

"And what about those in your service?!" Hiei spoke up stopping as well. Yoko rounded on the calm fire demon, about to retort when he saw the panting and exhaustion of his thieves that had finally managed to catch up. His frustration subsided when he realize that Amira wasn't asking for a break for herself, but for them. They were all highly trained and used to traveling to destinations. But in Yoko's haste to get Satira back, he was pushing them past their limits. They might be highly trained, but they weren't the class S type demon that Yoko was or the class A that Amira and Hiei were.

"Fine," Yoko relented. "We can rest here for the night, but I demand an early start!" He warned and stalked off before another word was said.
Amira and Hiei watched the anxious fox as he wandered off into the dark woods. The moonlight that illuminated his silvery hair was soon cut off as the shadows of the trees hid him from sight.

"You help the men get settled for tonight." Amira told Hiei. "I'll go talk to Yoko."

"Fine, but see if you can do something about this attitude." Hiei sniffed.

Amira looked at him. "He's worried about her." She explained. "He loves her and its clouding his judgment."

"And it will get us killed if he doesn't fix it. His cunning is what has kept all of us alive, and his cunning is what will get her back."

"Putting your love for someone on the back burner of your mind is easier said than done." Amira answered softly as she started following Yoko. "But you wouldn't know anything about that would you?"

Hiei watched silently as the wolf followed the path Yoko had taken as he turned to direct the tired thieves.

"I might know more than you think."