It’s late and Valdis has no idea why she came here, Na’lar probably won’t be here this late, but the sounds and the ships have driven her to reach out. Yet she still hadn’t made any moves toward helping her contact figure out the visions or why she felt so on edge. Her secrets would come out eventually, best to contain the matter. But instead of doing anything, Valdis just paced back and forth outside the tower, dreading the next sequence of sounds. With a low growl, she decided to return home. Yet home wasn’t good enough and she soon slipped out again, shifting to roam as a Hound in the darkness. Few would be out this late, so there was little chance of running into anyone, hopefully.