Having three more firelizards to care for and train did keep her busy but not so busy she forgot her friend's loss. Every time Shyran walked past Shiravani's apartment and when she spent time with her, she remembered the ichor soaked image of her entering the Dinning Room, desparate for help to bring her Roavani home. Shyran had helped her and they saw the white properly sent off.
Eventually she couldn't stand just sitting back and doing nothing and decided it was time to do someting about those Felines and Pacaran and her will going to do just that. Shyran wasn't a fighter but she hoped Pacaran, being one of the largest of the Daywhers, would be intimidating enough the Felines wouldn't dare attack him. A part of her bulked at this idea however so it took far longer for her to actually start making preperations than it would otherwise. Hearing reports that some of the large felines had been seen during the night by a Nightwher patrol but had fled before they could be engaged, Shyran decided she will set out with her plan.
She wasn't going after the large group the Night Wher Patrol had spotted, as by all accounts it had only been a couple of the Felines who attacked Shirvani and Roavani. Shyran wished she had followed the trail Roavani left trying to get to Shirvani before he passed but her focus had been on seeing Roavani safely to Atricis and thus easing her friend's mind so she could be properly tended to. After that there was no way she could come back, the Pack Leader took over from there and it was the last she heard of it.
<This isn't wise,> Pacaran pointed out as Shyran attached the riding harness on the Jewel's back. <I may be strong and good enough at fighting but these Felines are a great thread and not to be taken lightly. We should consult with our leaders and go as a large force, too large for the Felines to overcome. Besides, revenge will not bring Roavani back nor ease the pain your friend feels. Time will mend her heart.>
"You've spoken of this before Pacaran but despite all efforts by both our pack and that of the night Whers, the felines still roam free." Shyran reminded him. "Besides, it won't just be us, all my flits will be with us and they could spot the felines and allow us to ambush them for a change."
Pacaran pawed at the ground, instinct telling him this wasn't the way. He had tried reason with his rider but still she insisted she was the one to stop the Felines. In the end he decided if she not going to be persuaded then he'll take whatever measures he could to protect her. Telling the Packleaders would be the wise thing to do but he didn't wish Shyran to feel betrayed, instead he reached out to a friend, somebody who at least would be a strong protector alongside him at least.
<Argow, clutchsister, I have need of you and yours.> Pacaran called to the black. He hoped Argow sensed his urgency and came quickly. He also hoped the quiet handler could convince his Shyran to not pursue this quest of hers. Worse comes to worse Pacaran hoped Argow would come with them, this way he would have the Guardian at his side to fight against any Felines, if combat turned out to be the only option.