[Upon stepping out of the wagon, Ivaera eyes the house with wary interest. The cat is definitely noted, and remembering Garahel's reaction to it before, the elf woman immediately places a steadying hand on her mabari. He's a wonderful creature, but stealth is not his forte. It's probably best not to bring him indoors.]
Garahel, stay here. Guard our friends.
[The mabari whines softly in response, but Ivaera's firm tone keeps him in line. She removes her staff from the strap at her back, preferring to have it in hand for whatever is ahead of them.]
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Garahel, stay here. Guard our friends.
[The mabari whines softly in response, but Ivaera's firm tone keeps him in line. She removes her staff from the strap at her back, preferring to have it in hand for whatever is ahead of them.]