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Arvin stalked in after the three, shaking off some of the water that soaked his fur near the entrance of the cave. Ryuu delivered the news that they were all clear. For now at least. Arvin didn't feel like reverting to his elven form, what with the Templar around. He felt safest having some natural weapons if one went crazy and decided to attack. Templar have their views on mages, and mages have their views on the way Templar act. Arvin did not even spare the armored men a contemptuous look, he simply moved in front of the two mages that they'd met earlier that day. Curling up near them, the lynx decided to rest there. Arvin was glad that he'd hunted earlier before they had found the second party. He was too tired to go out to get anymore food. The near constant battles since fleeing Ostagar had taken their toll. Arvin wanted nothing more than to sleep for many hours.

Though the alluring scent of meat arose from the offered supplies. Arvin didn't want to take a lot of the offered food, in case they'd need more but.. just a bit. It was enough to drag the lynx from his curled position, padding over and sniffing at the offered food before taking a couple strips of dried meat for himself. Giving a grateful nod to the newcomer, though the man seemed to be occupied with Kujo's hulking form. Arvin gave a quiet, grating chuckle. An odd sound coming from the lynx. Arvin moved back to the mages he'd been lying before, and curled up again, chewing and tearing pieces off of the jerky slowly, hoping to make it last long enough to sate his apatite for the time being. He'd try and get a bit of sleep after he was finished eating.