Like they had done during their break between the first and second trip to the jungle, Toz and the cats strolled around Dormant Thunder, letting their minds wander and relax. Walking through the jungle where an ambush could come anytime from any place, the group needed to stay alert and on guard all the time. Doing that would eventually begin straining them, so they appreciated the short time in the city where they didn't have to be as careful constantly.
However, even if Toz relaxed and pondered on the contents of his grimoire, trying to understand it, he wasn't distracted enough so that he wouldn't notice the atmosphere in the city.
They had only been in the forest for about a week during their second expedition, but during that time, the city had grown somber. The pedestrians still around hurried from place to place, regularly looking over their shoulders. It felt like more people traveled using carriages and with guards.
