We creep down the stairs.
There are still some wolves awake, I can hear them pace around though I have no idea where. I try my hardest to not make a sound, but I'm having a hard time. Bonnie seems to be accustomed to this. She walks on her toes to minimize the sound.
I expect us to head through the kitchen, but we're going out the front door. I don't question her, she knows what she's doing so I'll trust her. If Cyran trusts her, that's more than enough for me.
