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After a few minutes Alaric managed to catch his breath. He stood and looked at his pack, he noticed a few of them were gone, killed in the battle. Quite a few more were injured and would need healing and rest, they wouldn't be retaking anym- ore cities. ''Though now that I think about it we didn't recapture any cities, we failed. Those stupid creatures escaped, I failed in my hunt. ''Alaric thought. He raised his hand as another bat flew at him, melding into his arm as it touched him. He had us- ed more bats then ever before to carry his pack, if it hadn't been for the blood moon he would have failed.

He looked at all the people around him as he thought about that. He had no idea the blood moon was coming and without it they would have died. He would have led his pack straight to their deaths if Hircine didn't help out.

After a few minutes he put the thought out of his head, he couldn't afford to keep questioning himself, his pack didn't die and that was what was important. He would make better calls next time, for now he had to help the injured. Alaric looked around him, he recognized this place, it was near Riverwood and Anise's cabin, a witch he had killed as a Templar. There would be deer nearby that he could catch for food.

"All right, everyone who isn't hurt or dead set up camp. Gunver, go get the rest of the pack from Falkreath and bring them here. Torvan, Kelvrer, you're coming with me." Alaric ordered.