Well, preferably, if you would like - I'd join you somewhere out of the gaze of this blood moon. [Once the task is done, the bear fades into nothingness, and Trina breathes a little sigh when it disappears. She is well-versed in magic, in dreams, and in... connections to nature, of a sort, so the whole thing has come rather naturally, but that doesn't mean it's come without strain; a new muscle she has not exercised well yet.] Unless you have people you know that you'd return to? I think there's some safety in numbers against these creatures.