Leilanna was keeping an eye on the circling creatures, and about to begin a weave when Luran's panicked voice cried out about the boy.
For a moment she considered telling him the boy would have to wait, but something about Luran's voice told her he believed this was more urgent, and if she wasn't going to trust him then there was no point in them travelling together.

"Anyanna! Check our prisoners in case this is their doing."

Gathering her skirts she she hurried over to where the boy was sleeping. "What's wrong with him?"