[Outside the Wolfpack camp]
Crys stepped forward, arms crossed in front of her chest, mainly for the purpose of showing her hands were away from her weapons. She stopped beside the man's horse, and turned her eyes at him. If he hadn't yet realized it, at this point the blindness would be very much apparent. "It's funny how people assume that hiding their identity is as simple as a change of clothes." She nodded, smiling and placing one hand on the horse's neck, gently. "If you were what you are pretending to be, you would know were you stand right now. Since you seem not to know, I'll explain what right I have to ask of your business..." She made a small pause as if trying to stop her tone from straying from the casual one she was currently using. "This territory belongs to my clan. We have claimed it and fought wars to maintain it. Something I'm sure you, sir, are familiar with." Her smile turned into a little smirk, and then faded. " As for your business, I have no interest in them, whatever they are. However, due to recent events I'm not willing to ignore one of your kind riding through my territory. So, if you would be so kind as to reassure me that my clan will not be bothered, you have my word that you will not see even the shadow of a wolf across your path again."
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[Outside of Newhaven]
As the city of Newhaven came closer, Ali slowly began to change her attitude into a more relaxed and careless one. The White Shadows never appeared worried, or acted unkind. Never. So, Ali allowed a much more gentle look to take over her blue eyes. Deep down, she was hoping this still worked out as planned even with Ella tagging along, however none of her many thoughts showed in her expression as she approached the city's main entrance. One of the guards walked a few steps closer to the two girls as they approached, the other two stayed behind near the gate. "Halt!" The man commanded, in a severe tone. "No one is allowed in the city past curfew!"
Ali sighed, putting on the most honestly apologetic look anyone had ever seen on her face. "Oh, my... I completely forgot about that. I suppose you couldn't make an exception? I understand the laws are meant to protect the public, but, you see... The group I was in all turned back halfway here because Blackpond has been pressuring us, and... I am honestly a little reluctant to the idea of camping under those circumstances." Ali stated, looking around as if she was trying not to appear nervous and was failing miserably. She knew that Blackpond's intimidation had took its toll on the willingness of most healers to travel to Newhaven, so she expected that the guard would let her pass if she showed signs of wanting to turn around and run back to the ruins. She could tell by the man's expression he was tempted to let them in, but he was suspicious. Then he locked his gaze on Ella. "You don't seem much like a White Shadow to me miss, care to explain why you travel with one?" The soldier asked with a eyebrow raised. Ali knew she shouldn't try to speak for Ella, if the question was directed at her, but she could help by playing her part correctly. So she shot a look filled with contempt at the girl. "You heard the man, speak!" She commanded, in a firm tone, but without raising her voice.
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[Newhaven encampment]
Lena raised an eyebrow when she caught sight of the Black Knight moving towards her, but only for a split second. She did recognize the man immediately even without seeing his face. The moment she caught sight of him she could tell the memories were still very much present in his thoughts, amongst other, more recent, things. However he appeared to be, in all, a different person than what she had seen in those visions. Everything about it was odd, even the fact she was able to use her own Enlightenment while being at this distance and without any visual cues or triggers, it had never happened before. She held back a sigh, not wanting her expression to show what she had seen.
She motioned for the girl that was following her close to stand a couple of steps behind her. By the time she stopped walking, a couple of steps before the man, her expression was unaffected by her many thoughts. She bowed slightly, before turning her blue eyes towards the black helm and speaking. "I appreciate the greeting, although I consider to be too much to send a Knight to greet a simple healer such as myself." She stated, in a slightly amused tone, sure that she wasn't announced as a healer. "In spite of the unusual circumstances that have caused me to turn this way, if there is need, I will stay and aid your wounded. However, what brings me here is the... Unusual, sight of the battlefield. Not only I found someone had already anticipated my actions to honor the dead, I have also spotted a quite noticeable mess that seems quite recent. I found it quite intriguing and decided to come this way. If anything, I was hoping to extend my compliments to any warrior kind enough to show such respect for fallen enemies. It is a very rare thing to see nowadays."
Then she made a long pause and laughed lightly. "Forgive my lack of manners, Sir. I suppose I don't leave the ruins often enough to put them to use." She said, now realizing she hadn't stated her name. "My name is Helena Turner, I am also the leader of the White Shadows." She stated, not asking his name as Black Knights were not exactly known to give away their identities. "I suppose I shouldn't hold you any longer, I'm sure you would much rather be on your way home" She stated, casually, not explaining how she knew the man was leaving camp. "However I must ask if you have properly cared for the wound in you arm." She smiled gently. "Most would be surprised to know how frail the human body actually is. One can never be too careful." She stated.