(see? This is what happens when I spend all afternoon watching a movie. And guys? Sarah is wearing her gloves, her mark is hidden.)
Sarah just sat there listening to the theories bouncing back and forth. She rubbed absentmindly at her gloved hand. Zarola bumped her shoulder. Sarah turned and patted her muzzle. She then turned back to the group and spoke up, "I have never seen those black beasts before. They do not strike me as true Moblins, nor the beasts of twilight. I have a feeling they are similair to Poes, though."