When Ares awoke, he stared up at the sky. It wasn't quite as bright as the day before, but that may be because it seemed as though it had been raining in the evening, his clothes rather damp. He had sweat quite a bit, so hadn't noticed such a thing, plus he had the ability to quickly dry off, so he wasn't quite so bothered by it.
He sat up and then rubbed his eyes, before rolling out of his tent and then hopping onto his feet. He glanced around to see that some people had joined during the night, whereas some had left whilst he buried the bodies.
He saw that Aspara was there, calling to him before she turned to lead him away. She led him to Torak, who was sitting down and watching as three oxfolk women were holding the children's hands, letting them walk with their assistance.
