They all walked over to where Carina had picked for a spot to camp at. While everyone else made them self comfortable, Lyna shiftted into a silver fox and curled around her bag. She was relaying on her better hearing to wake her up in case there was someone who decided to steal from them. She watched silently as everyone else got settled down for the night, turnning her head towards the woods she saw a unusual squirrel and was debatting on weather to eat it or chase it off.