Masika thought about for a bit and knew that even though most of them were more or less healed they needed a few days of rest whatever they say. But on the other hand they couldn't wait too long they may hurt Allen but couldn't be exsausted for the fight. Masika finally gave her orders, "Whether we like it or not we need a day of rest. We've been fighting and moving almost non-stop for the past few days, so for now let gather what supplies we can and prepare ourselves for the coming battle and plan some form of strategy to save Allen. Agreed?" She said to the Mythos about her.

"For once she is thinking with her mind rather than her head, this is a good idea we don't want to lose what little energy we have. Let us make camp for a while and move on from there."

"Alright, I'll stay watch then, since I don't need any rest." Rolf said as he cleaned off his blade with the rags left from his shirt.

Wes didn't even try to conceal how relieved he was to have a rest period. He leaned back against a wall and let out his pent up breath.

"Alright, I'll check around for food and other things we might need right away. If I don't come back right away, it's because I've found a bed and passed out on it."
He left the group and went into a nearby building. After briefly checking for anybody hiding inside he started to rifle through the cabinets, placing anything of use into a pile. Mostly it was food, and he made sure to eat some as he went. He even took some choice knives for whatever situation may arise.

After gathering everything of immediate importance, he looked over the pile and thought of how to move it. It didn't occur to him to invite the others in, so he decided to leave it until later and get a bit of sleep. He found a bedroom and headed for the bed, but on a whim decided to go through the drawers. All he had for clothes were his torn, burned shorts so he figured he needed a change. He pulled on a loose, dark red t-shirt, then found a pair of black shorts that fit and changed into them. It was then that Eryn popped into his mind, with her blood-soaked clothes, so he grabbed an armful of various articles and took them out to the group.

"Whoever needs a change: here. And there's food in that one, too,"he said, putting the clothes on the ground and pointing to the building he had come from, "but I need to sleep." He turned and went back in, then lay down on the bed and was instantly asleep.

Eryn looked at the pile of clothes that Wes had put on the ground and walked over to them. She sifted through the pile for a few minutes until she found some clothes that fit her. She walked into the forest and quickly changed, when she walked back out she was wearing a light blue tanktop and black shorts.

"I'm not sleepy or hungry, so I can help Rolf keep watch of the camp."

Rolf looked through the pile of clothes Wes had scavenged from the nearby buildings, and soon he had found a grey shirt and a pair of khaki shorts that fit.
He changed his clothes in a nearby tent and resumed his watch.

Rolf left for a watch with Eryn behind him and Wes left for a bed. Shortly after Wes left, Tara quietly snuck away. She didn't want anyone to follow her or to really worry and she wanted to settle in a corner.

A small alley way led to an even smaller hut. Inside was dark and a little damp, however, it was a welcomed spot for the feline. She needed a place to cool off in the shade and a place where she could regain the energy she lost. There she slumped to the ground and went straight to sleep.

A mere few hours later, Tara's eye blinked open. The alley way was dark, so she assumed it was night. Her muscles ached a bit as she stood up, relieved to be able to stretch. The camp was silent and Tara felt great. Her energy had returned to her even though she had very little sleep.

She strode out of the little hut and leapt up onto the buildings. The sun was getting lower in the sky and blinded her for a moment. "It's not quite night yet." The camp looked as she left it as she scanned her surroundings. In order to fully wake up, Tara decided it was time for a brisk run.

Her muscles pulled her as she leapt across buildings and rushed atop them. Her mind let her body run free and fast until she caught sent of something familiar. There were many familiar smells around her, but this one was distinctive. Down from the buildings she jumped and quickly, she opened a door. Instantly, she froze. The scent was so strong and familiar that her senses screamed. "Allen was in this room."

A few tears escaped her eye as she raced back to where she left the other Mythos. If they were refreshed enough, then things would have to start moving along.

The first one she found was Wes. Who was softly snoring in his sleep. She sensed the others not too far away and decided to wait where she was for Wes to wake up, for she might have to speed his sleeping along.

Wes's eyes snapped open at the intrusion. He didn't hear anything, but there was a presence in the room that he was starting to recognize. Demon. He was a bit surprised that it had woken him, but he didn't worry about that at the moment. He closed his eyes, took an exaggerated breath and rolled over to where he could see the demon. It was Tara, sitting nearby looking at him, so he stopped pretending to be asleep and sat up.

"What is it, are we leaving?"

Eryn walked around the camp for hours. The fatigue had begun to settle in but she continued on. The others, except Rolf, had been asleep for quite some time.

After pacing around the camp once more Eryn began to hear footsteps throughout the camp as well as someone talking. It must be.. Eryn took a deep breath through her nose to find out who it was. Tara, and Wes.

"No, not yet. I want to ensure that you're all healed. It looks like you got into quite a fight. We also need to make sure that we have all of our supplies." Tara stood and walked away. She was going in search of the others under her command.

Rolf was walking near the perimeter of the camp, keeping watch while the others were asleep, being dead had it's benefits at times.
He only hoped Eryn had gotten some rest too, the last time he saw her she had seemed a bit sleepy. However, she had declined when he told her that he could stand watch alone, saying something about being able to sense and smell anybody approaching far before Rolf would spot them.

Anthony had been awake for the last hour just thinking to himself about this next mission, what would they find? Could they save Allen? Could Tara hold herself together? She seemed very attached to Allen this could effect her judgment

Once Tara left, Wes stood up stiffly and walked after her. It suddenly dawned on him that breathing didn't hurt anymore. He lifted his shirt and felt over his ribs. They were all healed. I suppose I should thank Revelation

Even though she went to find the others, it didn't end well. Tara gave up her search and walked to where everyone left. Shortly after she arrived, Wes came out. "Wes," She said as she walked over to him, "Can you become a bird and fly? 'Cause if you can, can you seek out the others so we can regroup and start heading out with supplies to Cairo?"

Eryn had nestled against a nearby tree, the sun had risen and shined brightly over the forest and camp. Along with the sun came the unbearable heat and humidity, but Eryn didn't care, she was too tired to care.

Her eyes closed and she fell asleep within minutes.

"I'm on it, I think I can find Rolf and Eryn around the edges of camp. Anthony and Revelation I might find, but they seem to disappear and appear of their own will."

Wes seamlessly turned into a hawk and flew to an altitude where he could see the whole camp. The only person he could see was Rolf. Can't blame them for getting out of the sun.

He dove and alighted next to the draugr, taking human form just before hitting the ground.
"Morning. Tara is calling everyone back to the spot where we met last night. She seems anxious to leave."

Rolf turned as the shape of a human suddenly appeared next to him, but relaxed when he saw that it was Wes.

"Oh? I guess we should find the others then, Eryn should be around the edge of the camp somewhere. Or she took my advise and is getting some rest somewhere out of the sun."

He began walking, looking for Eryn around the camp, only stopping and waiting for Wes to catch up.

"If you don't mind, I'll leave you to find Eryn. I still have to get Anthony and Revelation, which might be time consuming." Wes said to Rolf. He took his hawk form and flew low over the camp, hoping to catch glimpse of them in a building or elsewhere.

Anthony had spent some time at a lake reflecting but now it was time to go. Billowing out his wings he took flight and prepared to go back to the camp. Seeing a hawk with an unusual aura about it he called out to it knowing that it had to be Wes. He then began his decent down to the camp and landed in front of Tara

After looking around the camp for a while, Rolf finally found Eryn in deep slumber beneath a tree.

He called out to her and attempted to wake her, but she was still fast asleep. And after more failed attempts to wake her, carried her back to the others.
She could sleep while they traveled, he thought.

Eryn felt movement, but she was deeply asleep and not waking up any time soon.

Her dreams weren't the sweet dreams of a young adult, they were the nightmares of a murderous werewolf. Her dreams were filled with blood, agony, and hatred, but this was normal, at least for her.

She spoke while asleep, mainly just barely audible gibberish, but today she was speaking clearly. "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to hurt any of you.."

Wes circled the camp several times after seeing Anthony. He even went farther out over the surrounding jungle, where he finally felt that empty feeling of being around demons. He landed long enough to tell him what was happening, then left. He turned back into the center of the camp and found the rest of the group already there, including Revelation. He landed and took human form just beside them. He looked at Tara as if saying, I did it!.

"Alright. Everyone rested," Tara saw Eryn asleep, "Good enough. Well, I have no idea as to how we're getting to Cairo. But right now, we need supplies. Food, water, clothes and anything else that might be beneficial. Some rope or something. Anyway, I want you to take about half an hour and scour the camp and take what you can. Meet back here and then we'll figure out how we're getting there."

Wes acknowledged Tara, then looked around for a second, noting the pile of clothes that still lay nearby. He then ran off to the building he had looted and pulled a sheet off the bed for the supplies. He shoved the pile over onto the sheet, then dragged the whole deal outside. When he was next to the assembled team he said, "Food and utensils here. We'll need a few backpacks or other bags to carry whatever we need."

Anthony walked through the camp taking what he could for the camp. When he was done he had assembled an arrayment of medical supplies and walked back to Tara. He then say and waited as he saw other group members gather supplies.

Rolf looked through the buildings, and soon came back carrying a large backpack and two footlockers.
"I only found one backpack, but I can carry these without problem." He said as he put down the lockers and backpack, and filled them with anything he thought the others might need from the pile.

Eryn slowly woke. She was still tired, but the nightmares that plauged(?) her had become too much. She opened her eyes and found herself sitting on the ground slumped next to a nearby bush. Eryn quickly stood and found Wes.

"I'm sorry for dozing off. Is there anything that I can help with?"

Revelation had sat in stoic silence, considering a myriad ideas and thoughts that flashed through his brain. The meditation had taken most of last night and was drawing to a close, and as he rose from the near trance-like state, his mind became aware of those nearby, while also being more than usually receptive. Waves of emotion swept into his mind, and it was an effort to keep his thought separate from those of the other Mythos. Forcing calm, he fought the raw mental energy, and after a minute or two, was able to function quite normally, while still being more aware of his fellows.

Moving over to Anthony, he said "Tell me, angel, what can you tell of the minds of mortals? Can you fathom their depths and see the colour and shape of their thoughts?"

Anthony looked at the demon, and for once, felt pity for him, "No I am not able to even imagine what a mortal can think like. As an immortal I might have felt these emotions at one point, but now all days and feelings melt away, and I cannot grasp the feelings. Humans have war, hate, anger, and these are the emotions we judge them for. They however have love, passion, and caring. These feelings are what separate them from us. I cannot fathom what they feel, I only know what their names are. I wish I could tell you, but I am just as naive as you on this matter."

Revelation shrugged. "An insight into their minds would be a great help, in many ways. It would help up guide them to better ends than they create for themselves,would it not?"

"It would be useful yes but then free will would be gone if we tried to govern them and I can just couldn't do that: