"Pheonix, calm down," Daciana whispered to the wolf, patting her head as they crept past the game keeper's hut. It was around sunset, and it was either stay in the castle until the rest fell asleep and risk Pheonix coming out of hiding to get her, or skip dinner and take her out. The wolf was in heat, so she was a bit more eager to go outside. "Calm down." That one might've been more for herself than Pheonix.