Tarja enters her assigned room and rests on her bed for a moment before sitting up and sending out Amos. The pup looked about it's surrounds, slightly on edge. It's mistress' gentle touched calmed it as it jumped onto and rested at the foot of the bed.

"It's okay, Amos. We're just going on a journey." She spoke softly as she petted the pup. She then crossed her legs lotus style and cupped her hands before her. She produced a small flame in her hands. She then closed her eyes,breathing slowly, as she emptied her mind and began to process the day's events. The flame grew and shrank as she exhaled and inhaled. The flame only grew roughly the size of a golf ball.

Amos sat by and watched his mistress preform this, until she finished minutes later. "We best rest up, long journey ahead of us." She clapped her hands together, putting out the flame. She then stretched on the bed before pulling the blanket over herself and drifted into slumber, with Amos nodding off by her feet.